when i close my eyes, it's your face i always see,
and in your arms is where i'd rather be.
i long for your kiss,
and looking at your eyes is a bliss.
how come it is you that i miss
when there is nothing else to reminisce?
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 6:26 AM UTC
when i close my eyes, it's your face i always see,
and in your arms is where i'd rather be.
i long for your kiss,
and looking at your eyes is a bliss.
how come it is you that i miss
when there is nothing else to reminisce?
