William Crowdis

open song in pop-up player

Tweet

"So Cliché"
© Lisa Genge & William Crowdis

Love is blind, especially,
When you blew smoke in my eyes,
While you were asking me, "what's my sign?" I heard the line.
I got all bent out of shape
Love's a game of give & take,
Will it be your place or mine, You're runnin' outta time.

We both see eye to eye
Who's to say if it's wrong or right...?

Chorus:
You're so cliché everything that you say
I have heard before
You're so cliché, but I love you that way
Come on tell me more
Oh, Oh, You're my cliché,,, and I love you that way

Honey to a bee, imagine it,
We're as thick as bark on a tree,
Love comes around while doing things you like, love bites.
Love you like there's no tomorrow,
You're my last rose of summer.
To be picked from a pocket of light, You're outta sight.

You're my labor of love
Sent to me from up above....

Chorus:
You're so cliché everything that you say
I have heard before
You're so cliché, but I love you that way
Come on tell me more
Oh, Oh, You're my cliché... and I love you that way

Bridge:
I wished upon a star. shot for the moon,
Now, Baby, here you are... I 'm keeping you

Chorus: x 2