7 acessos
Every time i look into an egg
Might be scrambled, might be fried
Might be melting on a bread
It reminds me that i love you
It reminds me that i do
Every time i walk alone in town
And i’m folding every corner
And every street up and down
It reminds me that i miss my
Baby when she’s not around
Every time i’m playing my guitar
In a lonely club or in a restaurant
Or in a bar
It reminds me that i miss my
Baby when she’s not around
Every time i look into an egg
Might be scrambled, might be fried
Might be melting on a bread
It reminds me that i love you
It reminds me that i do