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JOSS STONE lyrics : "nothing better than"

I should've been sleep 3 hours ago
I should've never picked up on the phone
Mama said you better leave him alone

Cause I'm lost without you
And everytime you're walking out of my door
I don't last a second

I get jealous
Oh, where you go?


Can't pronounce how you do
But it's something
I can oh if they all know I love him

There ain't nothing bigger
Than all of the little things


There's nothing better than
Sharing headphones to an opera
Sitting in our second class seats

To whatever we're going to

There's nothing better than

Fighting over sheets in the night
Or ryming with the summer repeat
To where ever we're going to

Whatever were going though

And here I was thinking I was so tough

Listen I ain't never falling in love
Now forever just ain't enough
It's an understatement

I'll go crazy without your love

Can't pronounce how you do

But it's something
I can oh if they all know I love him
No there ain't nothing bigger

Than all of the little things
There's nothing better than


Sharing headphones to an opera
Sitting in our second class seats
To where ever we're going to

There's nothing better than
Sharing headphones to an opera
Sitting in our second class seats

To where ever we're going to
Whatever were going though
Whatever were going though






I don't even want to breath baby
If I ain't with you

I don't want to die and leave here
Fighting with you
See there ain't ever been such thing as love Until us

It don't even mean the same
Without us


Everybody here can hate me
I got my baby
Cause everyday is everything

There's nothing better than

There's nothing better than

Sharing headphones to an opera
Sitting in our second class seats
To where ever we're going to

Whatever we're going to

There's nothing better than

Fighting over sheets in the night
Or ryming with the summer repeats
To whatever we're going to

Oh repeat

There's nothing better than
Sharing headphones to an opera
Sitting in our second class seats

To whatever we're going to
Whatever I'm going through

Fighting over sheets in the night
Or ryming with the summer repeat

To whatever we're going to

There's nothing better than
Nothing better than
Nothing better than

Nothing better than
You

There's nothing better than
Nothing better than

Nothing better than
You

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