You got my happiness in your pocket
But you don't text me back anymore
I'm just a memory in your deleted files
I still touch myself, when I think of you
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a burning fire
You got my happiness in your pocket
Wonder when you're gonna send some back my way?
The grass was never greener, when we were on the same drugs
Now I only see in different shades of grey
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a roaring fire
I wanna love you over and over again
Don West - Friends Lyrics
Don West - Friends Lyrics
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You got my happiness in your pocket
But you don't text me back anymore
I'm just a memory in your deleted files
I still touch myself, when I think of you
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a burning fire
You got my happiness in your pocket
Wonder when you're gonna send some back my way?
The grass was never greener, when we were on the same drugs
Now I only see in different shades of grey
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a roaring fire
I wanna love you over and over again
But you don't text me back anymore
I'm just a memory in your deleted files
I still touch myself, when I think of you
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a burning fire
You got my happiness in your pocket
Wonder when you're gonna send some back my way?
The grass was never greener, when we were on the same drugs
Now I only see in different shades of grey
Baby, even if nothing happens
We can still be Friends
Even from a private number
Call me again
If I'm on your mind
Pick up the telephone
And turn this spark of thought
Into a roaring fire
I wanna love you over and over again
Writer: Nathan Hawes, Bartholomew Rollins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group