Lyrics

Coincidences, they pass, they go Come around the floor Coincidences, they made your way They made my new day and night Think I'll take a walk, 'round the corners of my new town See what I can find to remember me about today, tomorrow, and See what I can find, some new friend of mine See if we can talk, tell the dawn, first in my room and then Morning has come with coffee and thought I'm the cheapest orange juice Like when spring has just arrived The sun warms up this other side of the sky And spy coincidence That I found myself sat there On a red old-fashioned fickle chair
Writer(s): Emanuela Tricca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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