24, a sunday in February.
My god, I want to see if we are on the hill side.
One eyes-shut-kiss could release our tension.
I thought I never dare to kiss again.
"I´m fine" I could confess, I say it.
Once,twice,again
But you are killing me.
Looks kills ´cause you´re so beautiful.
A chance, a breath, how can I dare?
It was not for you and me,
Chance A, chance U.S.A
( You save all of me).
One Elo-song here we are again.
"Let´s begin where we started" you say.
Posthearted, shaped.
I say "I´d like to kiss you"
Or at least I would have liked to say
Or maybe you already knew.
Two skin, two lips get thin,
While I couldn't be weaker.
Looks kill, ´cause you´re so beautiful.
How can I dare?
Let´s get in on...
It affects you like it just would affect me and just because I said so, it doesn´t mean I really don´t care.If you would come to me and ask me how to go on, I would be the last one to send you away.I´d rather say :
Let´s get it on !