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• Artiste: Emma Dean
• Titre: Henry
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Aching to be in the room 'cos no one can tell me just what to do And everything's going my way a little too much these days I just don't know what to do I just don't know what to do I just can't think enough of you I can't think enough of you Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder Saying, “Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate minds that you've disrupted like beehives" I just don't know what to do I just don't know what to do I just can't think enough of you I can't think enough of you I can't think enough of you Henry I, I don't know what to do Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we'll write for one another And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand Should I overcome this? Have I over sung this? Could this be my big break? Oh who knows for heavens sake? Aching over because lovers say that everything's ok, when it's not But are you different do you love me or will you hate me when, when I'm gone? X 2 I just can't think enough of you I can't think enough of you I can't think enough of you Henry I , I just don't know what to do Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we'll write for one another And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand