Lyla

And what am I supposed to do When all I see Is you And what am I supposed to do When all I see Is you I built my life around you I know I do too much, but I feel real strange around you Like I could stick around This time And it all turns Into fall around me Your rosy cheeks The warm cup of tea you make me And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns And it all turns Into fall around me And it all turns Into fall around me And what am I supposed to do When all I see Is you And what am I supposed to do When all I see Is you When all I see Is you