Love Thing

Climbing to the top of the roof
Sitting on the brick with a view
Looking down the town of you
Looking up the sky feeling blue

I do know where I finally go to
And I do know that I can’t go with you
But the orange shines a light
Love thing, on our love thing
Over here

Sitting on the top of the roof
Evening’s such a sweet thing to lose

I do know where I finally go to
And I do know that I can’t go with you
But the orange shines a light
Love thing, on our love thing
Over here

Climbing to the top of the roof
Sitting on the brick with you
Looking down the town of the night
Looking up the sky, the moon is bright
And you say oh, what a night

by Beeske Beeske

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