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Your touch when I'm coming home ♪
It's a pretty idea,
a pretty idea
Who's the one that did you wrong?
Maybe I did,
maybe I did You say we're changing
But I think you're fading on me I need to know it
You're the one that's chosen,
baby You and your friends now
Running like you won't run out
But it all runs out
New York City silhouettes are different in the wintertime
California,
pray for me,
I'm living on sin and time
Watches on the wrist so bright they
make me blind I can't trust nobody,
they just tell me lies
Your touch when I'm coming home It's a pretty idea,
a pretty
idea Who's the one that did you wrong?
Maybe I did,
maybe I did Your touch when I'm coming home
It's a pretty idea, a pretty
idea Who's the one that did you wrong?
Maybe I did, maybe I did, maybe I did