Ali Gatie - Sunshine Lyrics
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Sunshine
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What Are The Lyrics For Sunshine By Ali Gatie?
You're my sunshine when my vision is cloudy
You taste like red wine, I love the taste of your body I'm so intoxicated, by your love You're the melody that's stuck on my mind And you're my remedy, you've been that the whole time I'm so intoxicated, by your love Are you askin' me to move on? Are you askin' me to forget? I've been waitin' for you too long So leavin' you it makes no sense Let's not worry 'bout the drama There's no need for actin' upset I'm not askin' for a promise I'm just sayin' don't give up yet You're my sunshine when my vision is cloudy You taste like red wine, I love the taste of your body I'm so intoxicated, by your love You're the melody that's stuck on my mind And you're my remedy, you've been that the whole time I'm so intoxicated, by your love And I'm so stuck on you (on you) And I'm stuck lovin' you I just miss what we had, don't you miss it too? All the things that we planned, things we meant to do I'd do everything I can, just to be with you One more time (one more time) You're my sunshine when my vision is cloudy You taste like red wine, I love the taste of your body I'm so intoxicated, by your love You're the melody that's stuck on my mind And you're my remedy, you've been that the whole time I'm so intoxicated, by your love |
Who Wrote Sunshine By Ali Gatie?
Ali Gatie
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What's The Duration Of The Sunshine By Ali Gatie?The duration of Sunshine is 2:47 minutes and seconds. |
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