dec 11th کے بول

Butterflies in my stomach Enough to make me fly away Pretty brown eyes I seen you from a mile away But I was on the stage So I couldn't get your name, but Baby girl, I got your face Can’t believe I lost you in the crowd I think about you every day And girl, I won't be here for long (for long) So baby, if you hear this song, can you come to me? Pretty brown skin in Houston, I could use your company Ooh-woah, oh-woah, oh Woo Giveon, Giveon, Giveon Giveon, Giveon, Giveon Woo