Annalise
well I could ask anyone about you
and they'll tell me all a lie, sweet lie, sweet lie
you could celebrate with all your fine jewelry
no one ever sees the grace, the happiness
and i hope it's not true
'cause i feel so close to you
annalise, asking
when you get home
we were three thousand miles away
above too
fascinating all of them
nothing could get me through to you
god i hope it's not true
'cause i feel so close to you
annalise, asking
when you get home
will you come home with me
and i hope it's not you
'cause i feel so close to you
annalise, asking
when you get home
will you come home with me