Текст песни Henry

Aching to be in the room 'cos no one can tell me just what to do
And everythingâ€â„¢s going my way a little too much these days

I just donâ€â„¢t know what to do
I just donâ€â„¢t know what to do
I just canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
I canâ€â„¢t think enough of you

Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder
Saying, â€Å"Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate minds that youâ€â„¢ve disrupted like beehives"

I just donâ€â„¢t know what to do
I just donâ€â„¢t know what to do
I just canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
I canâ€â„¢t think enough of you

I canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
Henry I, I donâ€â„¢t know what to do Emma Dean - Henry - http://ru.motolyrics.com/emma-dean/henry-lyrics.html
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that weâ€â„¢ll write for one another
And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand

Should I overcome this?
Have I over sung this?
Could this be my big break?
Oh who knows for heavens sake?

Aching over because lovers say that everythingâ€â„¢s ok, when itâ€â„¢s not
But are you different do you love me or will you hate me when, when Iâ€â„¢m gone? X 2

I just canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
I canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
I canâ€â„¢t think enough of you
Henry I , I just donâ€â„¢t know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that weâ€â„¢ll write for one another
And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand