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  • Ann Sophie

    I Think It's a Love Song • Silver Into Gold

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كلماتI Think It's a Love Song

My skin peels, I feel like steel,
like an empty glass, that needs a refill.
Look at my face, 'cause it compensates,
the taste of the oppisite of grace.
 
Say my name, 'cause it lost its flame.
Touch my hair, 'cause I lost my flair.
Talk to me and you will see:
my voice sounds like a stretch melody!
 
'Cause you are the man,
I want to hold your hand.
You are the one,
that I finally want!
 
Why-y-y-y-y? Why-y-y-y-y?
 
Kiss my lips! Feel my hips!
Look into my eyes, until they farewell disguise.
Hold me close, 'cause I'm a withered rose.
Nobody to be hold and no water to unfold.
 
Make me smile, I haven't smiled for a while!
Make me laugh, 'cause I hold my breath.
Whisper to me, that you see through me!
Your voice sounds like a soft melody.
 
'Cause you are the man,
I want to hold your hand.
You are the one,
that I finally want!
 
But you, you sacrifice!
You wave from the left to the right!
And I, I close my eyes,
shaking and trembling and crying and asking me
why-y-y-y, why-y-y-y-y. (mmhmh)
 
Should I be feelin' sorry?
Should I be feelin' sorry?
Should I be feelin' sorry?
Should I be feelin' sorry?
Should I be feelin' sorry?
(Yeaeaeaeaaaah)
 
You are the man,
I want to hold your hand.
You are the one,
that I finally want!
 
But you, you sacrifice!
You wave from the left to the right!
And I, I close my eyes,
shaking asking me why?
 

 

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