zondag 5 april 2009

I think you think too much

Thinking about you makes my body shiver and my heart tremble
Makes my eyes wet and my mind disassemble
It rises up the hairs on my body
My soul wanting back that special somebody
Men want what man can’t get
As a woman so good I’m claiming him back
Give him who was my all
As your friend you should answer my call
My call of love, my call of need
I feel, I love, I too I bleed

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