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Singles


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Stare Lyrics - Singles - Victoria Canal

Baking cookies at the shop, 

don't know whether I should stop 

or hold your hand so tight 

you're forced to understand. 

 

Right in front of me I see 

you're a charming melody. 

You play the cards just right, 

you make me wanna sing! 

Ooh, you make me wanna sing. 

 

I'm feeling lonely, you're looking lovely! 

Let's stop for an ice-cream, have a little lunch 

you can tell me 'bout your hopes and dreams (yeah) 

I like those jeans you wear, 

your eyes and angel hair. 

The button-up shirt that you chose to wear, 

it looks so good that it kind of hurts to stare. 

 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare, 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare. 

 

Staring at the clock to see 

when I will see your face again. 

The minutes that pass, my friend, 

they're purposely never-ending. 

And when I write these words, you see, 

you change my constant melody. 

My mind is made of what you speak, 

my soul is made of what you think oh. 

My soul is made of what you think ohh. 

My soul is made of what you think. 

 

I'm feeling lonely, you're looking lovely! 

Let's stop for an ice-cream, have a little lunch 

you can tell me 'bout your hopes and dreams (yeah) 

I like those jeans you wear, 

your eyes and angel hair. 

The button-up shirt that you chose to wear, 

it looks so good that it kind of hurts to stare. 

 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare, 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare. 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare, 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare. 

 

And the way you smile at me, 

it stops my heart. I can hardly breathe... 

 

I'm feeling lonely, you're looking lovely! 

Let's stop for an ice-cream, have a little lunch 

you can tell me 'bout your hopes and dreams (yeah) 

I like those jeans you wear, 

your eyes and angel hair. 

The button-up shirt that you chose to wear, 

it looks so good that it kind of hurts to stare. 

 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare, 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare. 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare, 

Stare, 

looks so good that it kinda hurts to stare.