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Текст: Sarah Bettens. Come Over Here.

Something tells you, you should go
Deep down you have always known
Something sweet is on the other side
Mama?s gonna cry for you
Papa might disown you
You are getting ready for the ride

So won't you come over here?
Come over here, come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)
Come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)

Wear this shirt you think you like
There?s all kinds of shades of white
Embrace the color in your life
You can't see beyond the wall
Paradise for those who fall
Out of grace or simply out of sight

So won't you come over here?
Come over here, come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)
Come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)

Someone out there will hate you now
But what you take is what you allow

Wear this shirt you think you like
There?s all kinds of shades of white
Embrace the color in your life
You can't see beyond the wall
Paradise for those who fall
Out of grace or simply out of sight

So won't you come over here?
Come over here, come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)
Come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)

Why don't you come over here?
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)
Come over here
(Nana nana nana nana na, nana nana nana)