Из альбома: The Last Place You Look
Pluck all your fashions from magazines...Seventee is fool-proof.
The way you wear your hair,
smile at me beauty queen.
We both know the crown was deserved
as we make our way through these crowded streets,
and your eyes, they bring on these feelings.
But why are you drawn to me?
Why can't we share what we have missed?
Hand in hand, we embrace.
We'll embrace when we change