Zeds Dead - Lost You Lyrics
I get to thinking that I, that I should call youI like to think about the first time that I saw youThinking about you as if I lost youI get to thinking that I, that I should call youI like to think about the first time that I saw youThinking about you as if I lost youIt's the sickest kinda feeling I got,Won't leave me aloneWhen you can get your hands out and you want every little chance that I gotI'll give it away for freeIt's the sickest kinda feeling I got, won't leave me aloneWhen you can get your hands outAnd you want every little chance that I gotI'll give it away for freeWe love to loveWe love to touchThis world needs people to be in loveWe love to loveWe love to touchThis world needs people to be in love