Tip Of My Tongue

You're a red string tied to my finger

A little love letter I carry with me

You're sunlight

Smoke rings and cigarettes

Outlines and kisses from silver screens



Oh, dear never saw you coming

Oh my, look what you have done

You're my favorite song

Always on the tip of my tongue



You own me with whispers like poetry

Your mouth is a melody I memorize

So sweet, I hear it echo everywhere I go

Day and night



Oh, dear never saw you coming

Oh my, look what you have done

You're my favorite song

Always on the tip of my tongue

The tip of my tongue



Oh dear, I never saw you coming

Oh my, look what you have done

You're my favorite song

Always on

Oh, oh



Oh dear, I never saw you coming

Oh my, look what you have done

You're my favorite song

Always on the tip of my tongue



Ooh, ooh