Ophelia (Unreleased)
Harry Styles
I'm sittin' here starin' at you
Tokyo, Tokyo
Fantasising like people do
I miss you so, miss you so
Too far for me to lie to you
You're what I need, what I need
Affected by the way that you move
So lie to me, lie to me
Why don't we get a little high and crazy?
Why don't we get a little higher?
I wanna get a little wild, baby
I know that you're a little liar
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh, oh-oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Pour my lemon all over you
What we made, what we made
Do you want the sweet or the truth?
Lemonade, lemonade
The definition of devotion, baby
I'm just a kid under the ocean
Why don't we get a little higher, baby?
'Cause I know you're a liar
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh, oh-oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh, oh-oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh, oh-oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
Oh-oh, Ophelia
