Listen to the lyrics, he tells me...
You're a red string tied to my finger
A little love letter I carry with me
You're sunlight
Smoke rings and cigarettes
Outlines and kisses from silverscreens
Oh dear never saw you coming
Oh my
Look what you have done
You're my favorite song
Always on the tip of my tongue
You own me with whispers like poetry
Your mouth is a melody I memorize
Mmm, so sweet
I hear it echo everwhere I go
Day and night
Oh dear never saw you coming
Oh my
Look what you have done
You're my favourite song
Always on the tip of my tongue
— Tip of My Tongue, The Civil Wars
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