Antigua

There were times to run away
You need to find another day
Pack the bags and off I go to the sun

Calling
Hour
It makes me
So I´m

Heading to Antigua’s town
Aways makes me happy
Not a worry can be found
When I see Antigua

Stars, are looking good tonight
Magic in our fingers
We have each other tight
I can’t even fight it

Calling
Hour
It makes me
So I´m

—- Repete a intro —–

There were times to run away
You need to find another day
Pack the bags and off I go to the sun

Calling
Hour
It makes me
So I´m

Heading to Antigua’s town
Aways makes me happy
Not a worry can be found
When I see Antigua

——- Solo ——–

Calling
Hour
It makes me
So I´m

Calling
Hour
It makes me
So I´m