Everybody Songtext
von David Bartholomé

Seven o′clock already I dreamt I was sleeping at your place
I get up in the morning
Grab me up, gather me up to face the cold day
D'like to hold your hand
I had to go away I′m sorry hey hey
Hang on to you and me makes me want to dig a hole in the garden
I'd like to hold your hand
Everybo-everybody doesn't make me feel the way I feel
Everybo-everybody doesn′t make me Feel the way I feel when I′m with you
Just think for a minute
I walk around your house in the morning sun
I'm here at your feet I′d like to lie down next to you
Everybo-everybody doesn't make me feel the way I do when I′m with you
Everybo-everybody doesn't make me feel the way I do
No, no not everybody knocks at you door at midnight
No, no not everybody walks around your place at night