Camaromance - Your Biological Clock is Giving Me a Headache

So here we are
Just like three years ago
Looking at the stars
Wondering where to go
You told me
You had plans of your own
You told me
Your dreams have grown

But where does that leave me?

Such a shame, love isn’t enough
Such a shame, you called my bluff
Such a shame, love isn’t enough
Such a shame, you called my bluff

So here you are
Always wanting more
Never quite
Leaving the door
You should be
Moving to the suburbs
You should be
Hearing wedding bells

I should be letting you go
Instead of keeping you in hell

Such a shame, love isn’t enough
Such a shame, you called my bluff
Such a shame, love isn’t enough
Such a shame, you called my bluff

I’m just wondering
What do we do now?

Written by:
Groulx Martine, Gabriel Rousseau

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Lyrics © Évangeline/APEM

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