fredag 29 april 2011

I didn't ask him his name, this lonely boy in the rain.

We made magic that night, oh he did everything right.
He brought the woman out of me, so many times, easily.
And in the morning when he woke, all I left him was a note.
I told him I am the flower, you are the seed. 
We walked in the garden, we planted a tree.
Don't try to find me, please don't you dare.
Just live in my memory, you'll always be there.

All I wanna do is make love to you.

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