I love poetry |
Listen closely you can hear
my heart thudding like a drum...
A bead, and a sigh is all I have
to plead you not to go...
Be my last - first kiss
whistle through my skies...
Every time I see him
he annoys me so much...
Every time I see him
he annoys me so much...
Bitter cherry ice,
burning my lonely skin...
Be my last - first kiss
whistle through my skies...
A bead, and a sigh is all I have
to plead you not to go...
Listen closely you can hear
my heart thudding like a drum...
I wish, I wish, for my dream to come true, |