Fanta

And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you but I don't know where you are

And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you but I don't know where you are

Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!, doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me and that's when
I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong
I was wrong, I thought you weren't for me
And that's when I was wrong, I was wrong

She's halfway there
I feel like I'm not needed anymore
If she knew how much I love her
I don't know why she doesn't text
Or why she doesn't tweet without mentioning me
Maybe she doesn't want me to see
Perhaps she has something
Or met someone who was strange
And now it's me who misses her
Who am I fooling?
If I talk about her in all my songs
Honestly, it's because I really like her
Because there will never be another like her in my life
When I don't have her, there's no star in my sky
She has left a mark on my heart
That's why I emphasize it
There's no other like her!
Another who gives me her love without censorship
Who makes me feel making love when I have her naked
Who takes me to the moon when I kiss her lips
Another who shows me that I really drive her crazy

Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!, doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me and that's when
I was wrong, I was wrong
I thought you weren't for me
Because I lost your number
And now I only have your email
And you told me: Doubt it!
I doubted, pretended, lied, thought you weren't for me
I was wrong
I was wrong, I thought you weren't for me
And that's when I was wrong, I was wrong

I was wrong, I lost focus
Now I'm always with Buchanans or Johnny Walker
Crazy to kill myself in a car like Paul Walker
You and I were like the Rocket team
Bonnie and Clyde
Jennifer Paker and Marty McFly
Back To The Future
Dancing to an underground from '99
Both combined with Nike suits
Or with retro Jordans
And shirts with the flight

And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you, but I don't know where you are?
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you online
And now I look for you, but I don't know where you are?