My Number

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

We don’t need the city

The create or the culture now

And I feel the colour, feel alive

I feel, feel alive

I feel the streets are pulling me down

So people of the city

I don’t need your counsel now

And I don’t need your good advice

You don’t have my lover’s touch

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

The queen or the culture

We can move beyond it now

Now the wolves is knocking at my door

Bang bang, it ask for more

Stand here, we stand tall

We can move beyond these walls

And I don’t need your counsel

And I don't need these city streets

And I don't need that good advice

'Cause we can move beyond it now

You don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

The creed or the culture

You don’t have my lover’s touch

And I feel the colour, feel alive

I feel, feel alive

I feel that the streets are now far from here

Do you even hear me?

Do you even know my name?

Can you see the ocean there?

You don’t have my lover’s touch

And you don’t have my number

And you don’t have my number

And I wonder can you hear me?

And are you even listening now?

'Cause you don’t have my number

We don’t need each other now

And you can't steel my thunder

'Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch

You don’t have my number

And I don't need no one now

And I don’t need these city streets

The creed or the culture now

Ooh, oh

Ooh

Ooh, oh

Ooh, hey