Is her love just like mine?
The way we inter wine drinking wine
And I kiss to the swerve of your spine
Is her love like mine?
Cause when I say good-bye
You can't help but to try
And I come back to give you my sweet-potato pie
Is her love just like mine?
Even our conversation is like the sea
But we end up to be
Fish swimming in my water bed
With my fingers dripping down your bald head
And I sit back smirk and sigh
Cause you can't lie
Her love is nothing like mine.
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So happy was this life of mine.
So quickly it did go away;
No longer
Her love looms about him
Like the mist
Above a vast ocean
In the early light
The scent of her
Still lingers in the air
A
It was her love I sought
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Down haunted roads that twisted, turned
Into a life it never
Is her love just like mine?
The way we inter wine drinking wine
And I kiss to the swerve of your spine
Is her love like
Wounded, deep within her soul,
She escaped her childhood
By a window called love
Deprived of it since birth,
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