Leven / Liefde / Samen
The say love is making you blind..
Its necessary I do find..
I am sorting end looking around..
But still I didn’t found..
Where I have to sorts for you…down under ore above..
Do you accept mine sincere love..
I am looking for mine everlasting queen..
She is a sensual woman…in mine dream..
Butterflies are flying in mine stomach…but she doesn’t know..
Every night I have dish dream…en every time mine love does grow..
Its something I wane show you..
O… yes I do..
Just hold mine hand..
End you will understand..
Fore the first time in mine live… I do recognize..
Its something that was always there…its in your eyes..
Heaven can with…I am grateful I did found you..
Now more hesitations…I feel blest..
I do realize now…go easy…go for the best..
Its better then I always hoped for..
Your even better then in mine dreams…mutts more..
Real love is growing from the inside..
Its something I cant now longer hide..
Step on the boat..
With howl owner love…it will stay afloat..
Don’t speak ore think more… take mine hand end just hold..
With you I wane grow…old..
- Robotic -
Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower