The Look
The look upon her face
She was still good at 21 but she had her mind made up
that she could never fall the way she felt for me
she used to be my lover but now she's just an old friend
a bitter sweet self concluding and
The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh
The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh.
The look upon her face
She still calls me up despite the fact
she said that she's moved on
she'd seen with out guys just to piss me off
I know, she knows the way to make me sweat
but open me I'll say, that I could care less.
The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh
The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh.
Ohh the look upon her face, the look upon her face
the look upon her face
Ohh, the look upon her face
the look upon her face, the look upon her face
the look upon her face,
the look upon her face, the look upon her face,
it still hunts me in my dreams