Imprimer - Paroles Mania

Here we are,
in a room full of strangers,
standing in the dark,
when your eyes could not see me.

Well, I have to follow you,
though you did not want me to,
but that won't stop my loving you,
I can't stay away.

Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway,
singing them love songs,
singing them straight to the heart songs.
Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway,
singing them sweet sounds
to that crazy, crazy town.

From Paroles Mania