Alex Yen - Circles

Sunday morning
Of cigarettes
Let’s make love to the stereo
Buttons popping
All down your chest
They may ask but they’ll never know
Cuz we be doing circles in your drive way
Thinking bout the fast lane
And we may never be this young again
Caught up in your end game
Thinking bout what could be
Round and round and round
We be doing circles in your drive way
Never gonna leave this place
No
My finger tracing
Your silhouette
Where you end is where I begin
With every second
We never spent
Call my name till the summer sets
Cuz we be doing circles in your drive way
Thinking bout the fast lane
And we may never be this young again
Caught up in your end game
Thinking bout what could be
Round and round and round
We be doing circles in your drive way
Never gonna leave this place
No

Written by:
Alexander Yen

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