Ten Hands High - Style

You change my style
I want you in the room with me
You change my style
I want you in the groove with me
My head is set and I can bet
That you're the reason I'm feeling
Cool
Now you got me walking the way I feel
When I'm singing a Parcels tune
Wrap your arms around me and tell me
All you know 'bout the old pink moon
I want you and need you here with me to see
All the colour fades without you
'Cause you're my style
You change my style
I want you on the road with me
You change my style
I want your source code in me
My body's set and I can bet
That you're the reason I'm feeling
Cool
Now you got me walking the way I feel
When I'm singing a Parcels tune
Wrap your arms around me and tell me
All you know 'bout the old pink moon
I want you and need you here with me to see
All the colour fades without you
'Cause you're my
Flying like the sky is a part of me
Swimming in the sea of the air
I don't know what I want but I want you to know that I want you to be there
With your hand in mine I'll be finer than Klein
So vogue I'd outshine a Madonna in prime
You're the one that makes me feel this way
'Cause I know you
And the world can see
That when you're here
You make a better me
You make a better me
Now you got me walking the way I feel
When I'm singing a Parcels tune
Wrap your arms around me and tell me
All you know 'bout the old pink moon
I want you and need you here with me to see
All the colour fades without you
'Cause you're my style
(You're my, you're my style)
(You're my, you're my style)

Written by:
Alexi Buckingham

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