Where you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.
I like,
Where you sleep,
When you sleep,
Next to me.
I like,
Where you sleep,
Here.
Our lips,
Can touch.
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Cause our lips can touch,
Here.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Here in your arms
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