Rocks At My Window

Bridgit Mendler

Sittin’ at home, I turn on the TV
It’s all reality
And I don’t want to watch stupid people

Got my phone
Check the texts between, between you and me
Cause I guess you popped into my head

It shouldn’t be Friday night
Why am I, here home alone when

We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window

See its been, far too many movies, sinking into me
So now I wait for my prince charming
But I got, this picture in my head
Of this chapel for our wedding
So I guess I got it bad

Just one step at a time
Why am I here home alone when

We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks

T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks

T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks
I wish you where throwing rocks, rocks

T-H-R-O-W-I-N-G
You’re throwing rocks at my window

We can runaway from the weekend
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

We could, count the stars from your car hood
But I’m here alone,
Wish you’d go throwing rocks at my window

Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window

Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Pa, pa, pa, ra, papa
Throwing rocks at my window


compositores: EVAN BOGART, EMANUAL KIRIAKOU, ANDREW GOLDSTEIN, BRIDGIT MENDLER
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