Written by Christine McVie.
You can take me to paradise,
And then again you can be cold as ice
I'm over my head,
But it sure feels nice. |
| You can take me anytime you like,
I'll be around if you think you might love me baby,
And hold me tight.
Your mood is like a circus wheel,
You're changing all the time,
Sometimes I can't help but feel,
That I'm wasting all of my time.
To be continued... |
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