quarta-feira, 5 de março de 2008

Março...cheira a Primavera


'Coz this time can be like the first time...close your eyes, pretty soon I'll be there.
No one could ever guess what we’re feeling: turn a spark to a flame, make a wish, close your eyes, it will start all over again.


Just like the first time that you touched my skin. All over again.
I tasted heaven take me there again. All over again.
Your smile, your touch, your taste. It turns me on and on again.

And then I fall in love with you
(Yes I fall in love with you).
I keep falling in love, with you...


All over again.

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