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Baby when I wake up I can only think of the fingers of your hands Pulling one by one all of my strings I think I’m getting sick If I start to sing now lonely by my way Trying not to see your face so that I don’t get desperate I think I`m going mad I wish I Could tell you what I think, but it’s impossible for me I’ll try to change my mind in a while Because otherwise baby I think I’m getting sick Here I am my Darling smoking like a bitch Sitting at the backroom door Fantasizing about you and me I think I’m getting sick I’ll forget you baby, that’s already done Even if you’ve lived your whole life In the very deep side of my bones I think I’m getting stoned The sun is shining out of this room I want to go out and run free Cos I have waited for you for ages Now I prefer just not to think Letras de cancionesI wish I would tell you what I feel But it’s impossible for me And soon the night will start biting I’ll take a breathe baby I think I’m getting sick From Letras Mania