Maybe the fire wasn’t enough
To keep things burning.
And it required just a puff
For which both were yearning.
But my heart wasn’t cold
As I am told
Over & over again.
But I'll not let you get married
Never, ever to any other rich man!
And I'll be the one, the only one.
And he can be just another.
If in your heart, you still feel for me
Or in "our" cafe, our eyes meet yet again
And we do cross each other.
I'll hold you with that familiar touch
And this time it will be too much
To attract everyone’s attention.
And everyone would talk and mention
Of the acquaintance we had,
The times we spent
And how we were, we are and we would be mad!
In Love…over & over again.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 7:01 AM UTC
Maybe the fire wasn’t enough
To keep things burning.
And it required just a puff
For which both were yearning.
But my heart wasn’t cold
As I am told
Over & over again.
But I'll not let you get married
Never, ever to any other rich man!
And I'll be the one, the only one.
And he can be just another.
If in your heart, you still feel for me
Or in "our" cafe, our eyes meet yet again
And we do cross each other.
I'll hold you with that familiar touch
And this time it will be too much
To attract everyone’s attention.
And everyone would talk and mention
Of the acquaintance we had,
The times we spent
And how we were, we are and we would be mad!
In Love…over & over again.
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