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All day you've been thinkingRansom random city pickin'Waiting for the sun to touch the skyLately you've been savingDiscrete decision makingClock hands slowly running out of time That's when she becomesA pretty little angel and her eyes light upThe second the door opensShe will runBarefoot through a rainstormTill she finds out what she came forNothing more, nothing moreSitting, smoking, drinkingReally honey, why you leaving?You look lonely on your ownTell me I will neverBe so happy whatsoeverYou're the crownless queen without a throne, just so you knowThat's when she becomesLetras de cancionesA pretty little angel and her eyes light upThe second the door opensShe will runBarefoot through a rainstormTill she finds out what she came forNothing more, nothing more From Letras Mania