Michael McIntyre mitunes songs
Demo produced by Frank Michels; vocal by Debra Gordon.
A cloud is over me
Where the sun used to shine
There are too many myst’ries
Weighing on my mind
Why are you this toned?
Who keeps texting your phone?
I’m uneasy
Uneasy
Your kisses aren’t the same
As they were before
We used to start undressing
Outside our bedroom door
It’s not like at first
So I imagine the worst
I’m uneasy
Uneasy
I still wanna believe
In all we could be
But the passenger seat in your car
Isn’t where it should be
When you talk with me
And you’re looking in my eyes,
Do I have to worry
That you’re telling me a lie?
I need the truth
Just as much as I need you
Uneasy
Uneasy
Uneasy
© 1999, 2014 Dean Friscic and Michael S. McIntyre
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