Sitting here staring out my window
Fed up with the boys that make me cry
I don't need to have their breach of faith
And I hate to hear the way they always lie
Then I just think of you
That's all I have to do
Coz when you come to me
It's like a fantasy
Chorus:
You make me go oooh oooh
You make me lose control
You got that type of vibe that makes me high
I'm going out of my mind
You make me go oooh,oooh
You got this type of hold
And when you kiss my lips, your fingertips feel so good
You make me go oooh oooh
All my friends think I'm a bit insane
But they don't hear the way you call my name
No one understands just what you mean to me
No one sees exactly what I see
In the way you walk
And the way you talk
The way your body moves
It's just the things you do
Chorus:
You tell me the things that I want to hear
I know this is for real
I see you when I close my eyes
You talk to me
You're like a fantasy
Chorus:
Tell me boy do you think about me in the way I think about you
And when you kiss my lips your fingertips feels so so good
Writer(s): Savan Harish Kotecha, Rene Tromborg, Rasmus Bille Bahncke, Leonard W. Dixon
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