He!
He has the eyes that you can't hate.
He has the smile that lets everything wait.
His stories seemed so true.
You just want to hold him and call him your boo.
His kiss, his touch, I want him so mutch.
He makes me go wild,
makes me feel the most beautiful things inside.
Now I know how it is ,
when there's someone to miss.
My love for him bacame strong,
but it was also wrong.
He seemed the perfect guy,
but it was a lie.
Even if he's the one who broke my heart,
there he'll always have his part.
He has the smile that lets everything wait.
His stories seemed so true.
You just want to hold him and call him your boo.
His kiss, his touch, I want him so mutch.
He makes me go wild,
makes me feel the most beautiful things inside.
Now I know how it is ,
when there's someone to miss.
My love for him bacame strong,
but it was also wrong.
He seemed the perfect guy,
but it was a lie.
Even if he's the one who broke my heart,
there he'll always have his part.
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| Auteur: amela | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 november 2005 | ||
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