Cloud Nothings - Old Street Lyrics
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Old Street
Old Street Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Old Street By Cloud Nothings?
Girl when I look in your eyes
I don't want to more than friends I just want to be Oh when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me Girl when I look in your head I don't want to see how it makes you feel to see me Girl when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me It's a kind of cold heat Moving down your old street It's a kind of cold heat Moving down your old street Girl when I look in your eyes I don't want to more than friends I just want to be Oh when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me Girl when I look in your head I don't want to see how it makes you feel to see me Girl when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me It's a kind of cold heat Moving down your old street It's a kind of cold heat Moving down your old street Girl when I look in your eyes I don't want to more than friends I just want to be Oh when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me Girl when I look in your head I don't want to see how it makes you feel to see me Girl when I look in your heart I don't want to be more than anything but you and me |
Who Wrote Old Street By Cloud Nothings?
Dylan Baldi
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What's The Duration Of The Old Street By Cloud Nothings?The duration of Old Street is 2:24 minutes and seconds. |
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