LYNNE[A]

Lyrics

Running for tomorrow,
but dreaming two years back.
Follow up with hollow,
and candles that won't last.

One thing now to mention,
is why you hold your tongue.

Call me
Hold me
Touch me
Let your song be sung

When I lose my mind
I like to see the stars

Call me
Hold me
Touch me
Let your song be sung

No clue where I'm going
Lost in where I've been
Find a place, fixate on a face and
Listen for the pin.

(Oo, oh)
Call me
(Oh I want it, oh I want it)
Hold me
(Maybe I need it, maybe I need it, oh)
Touch me
(So stuck up on it, so stuck up on it, ayy)
Let your song be sung