I've been far to goodplucking petals all my life,Until you stopped me.
This I promise you;I will never let grey clouds,hover above you.
It is frustratingto be perfect and worthy,just to have you back.
And you will alwayshave my longing empty armsin your darkest hour.
Come here my sweetheart;I'll paint lavender landscapes,on both of your legs.
Send me a genieand I'll wish for a million lifetime loving you.
I won't stop begging,until you let me insideand dance in your heart.