After Hours

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

I I close my eyes

I fantasize about, the last time you kissed me

I feel butterflies, just thinking 'bout the high

I get from your body

And ever, since the night was ours

I've been, touching my nostalgia

Even here without ya

I see you in the after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Hours

Here in the after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Like the summer heat

My heart it beats faster, so hot that I can't sleep

I'm imagining, the heavenly feeling and feeling your feeling

Feeling me feeling me

And ever since the night was ours

I've been, touching my nostalgia

Even here without ya

I see you in the after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Hours

Here in the after

Here in the after

Here in the after

Hours

Oh, I fantasize, about

The last time you kissed me (you kissed me)

Oh, I fantasize about, the after

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours

The after hours

I fantasize, about, the last time you kissed me