"Meet Me In St. Louis" lyrics
Every moment is broken. Am I kidding myself,
Trying to get you out of my life, when I can't get you out of my mind?
We're talking, but are these words fake? Is anything left true?
I made a promise to myself, but I'll break it if you ask me to.
Don't say goodnight.
I hate October; nothing changes but the weather, and I'm tired of feeling cold.
Trying to get you out of my life, when I can't get you out of my mind?
We're talking, but are these words fake? Is anything left true?
I made a promise to myself, but I'll break it if you ask me to.
Don't say goodnight.
I hate October; nothing changes but the weather, and I'm tired of feeling cold.
Writer(s): James Edward Fisher, Duncan Stewart, Ronan Crix, Alexander Daniel Henery, Andrew Paul Fisher
