Not Yours

There's a party in the south All the people passing by For all I know I'm not yours There is music in the street And a language I don't speak For all I know I'm not yours And I wonder if this time You'll call me your own And I'll be fine There's an angel in the street Your ego in front of you For all you have You won't let go There's a table between us Wine for us to have Let's drink and enjoy Tonight I'm yours And I wonder if this time You'll call me your own And I'll be fine And I wonder if this time You'll call me your own And I'll be fine And I wonder if this time You'll call me your own And I'll be fine And I wonder if this time You'll call me your own And I'll be fine