Lyrics

Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
I know its 3am and I'm
I know I'm calling again and I'm
I've been drinking all night long, again
I went down to the corner pub, and
Bill served me bourbon pours
Got to talking of how things were back then, back then
Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
I miss Sunday shopping
We'd fill the grocery cart to the top
Head to the park and picnic that day, that day
Not sure what happened back then
You left the house, moved your things out and
That was the last I saw you back then, back then
Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
Thinking 'bout this all night
Feeling like its alright
Really miss your touch
Can we get back just
A place called us
Written by: Peter Ngai
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