Visions
Visions
Baby layin'on tha bed
Scared 2 tell ya 'bout tha visions in my head
Not even sure if ya feelin'freaky 2
Afraid of what ya visions wanna do
Wish i could read whats on ya mind
Cuz visions takin'it everytime
If ya wanna read whats on my mind
Than look me real deep in tha eyes and tell me what ya c
Cuz when i look in yours its destiny!
Baby layin'on tha bed
Scared 2 tell ya 'bout tha visions in my head
Not even sure if ya feelin'freaky 2
Afraid of what ya visions wanna do
Wish i could read whats on ya mind
Cuz visions takin'it everytime
If ya wanna read whats on my mind
Than look me real deep in tha eyes and tell me what ya c
Cuz when i look in yours its destiny!
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| Wim Meeus: | Donderdag, januari 02, 2003 00:04 |
| What you see in the eyes, is the mirror of the soul. xxxxx en knuffff Groetjes van Wim |
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| Auteur: shorty | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 december 2000 | ||
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