The Regrettes - Fog Lyrics

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Fog

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What Are The Lyrics For Fog By The Regrettes?
There were lots of reasons why I couldn't have you
There were lots of things I knew I shouldn't do Like touch your arm, laugh too hard or look into your eyes There were lots of thoughts that circled in my head I wanted every detail so I done and said Nice to meet you, I'm so happy meetin' you Why you didn't know And I can't help but think of it lately When you say my name I start to feel crazy I can't help but wonder how we got here I look at you, fog starts to clear Whoa, I wanna hear you say my name Whoa, wanna hear you say my name There were lots of times I really thought we should talk Starting on the stage, I thought of what I've been taught Say a little bit but save it for the later bits You don't know what he's thinkin' 'bout There were lots of moments where I wanted to scream Things were looking how I hoped they wouldn't seem Look away, I had to look away I knew I cared far too much And I can't help but think of it lately When you say my name I start to feel crazy I can't help but wonder how we got here Look at you, fog starts to clear Whoa, I wanna hear you say my name Whoa, I wanna hear you say my name I never wanted to flip it over If you were stuck looking over your shoulder But all I wanted was to flip it over I couldn't stop looking over my shoulder So we decided to flip it over And now my head sleeps on your shoulder I can't help but think of it lately You say my name I start to feel crazy I can't help but wonder how we got here I look at you, fog starts to clear Whoa, I wanna hear you say my name Whoa, I wanna hear you say my name Whoa Whoa |
Who Wrote Fog By The Regrettes?
Lydia Victoria Night, Mike Elizondo
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