My heart was vacant all this while
My heart and I were convinced if you were the one
While Looking into your eyes,
You are so true and cute when you try to hide the truth from me my beautiful scarce.
Now I've gotten two heart
How my wahala looks like
Is the smell of your love
That makes me look nice
I can see the truth hidden in yo eyes
Listening to your heart beat
Some tear drops are left on your eyelashes
Wil you be my love story,
Your little touch is a memory.
Your distance keeps me lonely.
Your nature intoxicate me.
Will you be there during our old and grey
At 80, will you kiss me like we are 28
With the scarce on your face,
Promise, i will wait
When fading, i will hold you tight.
If broken, I will mould you back.
Our love is a fairy tale,
Stay by my side.
Let tell our children what the story says
During our days.
My beautiful scares
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
My heart was vacant all this while
My heart and I were convinced if you were the one
While Looking into your eyes,
You are so true and cute when you try to hide the truth from me my beautiful scarce.
Now I've gotten two heart
How my wahala looks like
Is the smell of your love
That makes me look nice
I can see the truth hidden in yo eyes
Listening to your heart beat
Some tear drops are left on your eyelashes
Wil you be my love story,
Your little touch is a memory.
Your distance keeps me lonely.
Your nature intoxicate me.
Will you be there during our old and grey
At 80, will you kiss me like we are 28
With the scarce on your face,
Promise, i will wait
When fading, i will hold you tight.
If broken, I will mould you back.
Our love is a fairy tale,
Stay by my side.
Let tell our children what the story says
During our days.
My beautiful scares
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