I tripped on the steps of the Spanish stairs
Cursing your beauty and gasping for air
You've got a way of getting away from me
Through vineyards and fountains, mountains of miles
Through decades of traffic, turnstiles
You've got a way of getting away from me
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're right here beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're sleeping beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
From Russia with love
From Paris with pain
From New York with roses
From London with rain
You've got a way of getting away from me
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away from me
Justin Rutledge - Getting Away Lyrics
Justin Rutledge - Getting Away Lyrics
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I tripped on the steps of the Spanish stairs
Cursing your beauty and gasping for air
You've got a way of getting away from me
Through vineyards and fountains, mountains of miles
Through decades of traffic, turnstiles
You've got a way of getting away from me
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're right here beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're sleeping beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
From Russia with love
From Paris with pain
From New York with roses
From London with rain
You've got a way of getting away from me
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away from me
Cursing your beauty and gasping for air
You've got a way of getting away from me
Through vineyards and fountains, mountains of miles
Through decades of traffic, turnstiles
You've got a way of getting away from me
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're right here beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Why are you so hard to find?
You're sleeping beside me
Why are you so hard to find?
From Russia with love
From Paris with pain
From New York with roses
From London with rain
You've got a way of getting away from me
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away
You've got a way of getting away from me
Writer: Justin Rutledge
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC