Glass Of Wine
Boyu
Aye, bring the bottle tonight
Red wine to rewind all our memories, right?
It’s just a matter of time
Before your cheeks turn into peaches and our stars realign
Another glass of wine to find the diamonds in your eyes darling
Another glass of wine you know its time, 3, 2, 1
We’re counting shooting stars on the side of my bed
And now your lips tattooed on the side of my neck
Another glass won’t kill you, right?
Gladly, she replies
You got me running circles inside of my head
Now we’re doing everything that I wish you had said
Another glass won’t kill you, right?
Gladly, she replies, like
(Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ahh)
And in the morning you awake
To a happy sunny day
And you happen to lay right here with me
And if history repeats, 3, 2, 1, ok
We’re counting shooting stars on the side of my bed
And now your lips tattooed on the side of my neck
Another glass won’t kill you, right?
Gladly, she replies
You got me running circles inside of my head
Now we’re doing everything that I wish you had said
Another glass won’t kill you, right?
Gladly, she replies, like
(Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ahh)
We’re both stuck, undercovers
Under lovers paradox
And we don’t stop, ’till Aphrodite sings
We’re both stuck, undercovers
Under lovers paradox
And we don’t stop, ’till Aphrodite sings
We’re both stuck, undercovers
Under lovers paradox
And we don’t stop, ’till Aphrodite sings