I have lost
All that is self
My memories have made the storm
Now subsides casting my fate
Inside your soul
And these eyes
Are mine no more
To seek
I pour myself in your vigin veins
Now all that I see
Is through a passion's pain
Cause I'm all hung up over you
I'm losing myself
Loving you
Your wine is the blood
That drunkens my heart
With omens of love and now
That I am you
Woman I fear that you're not I
Oh true love is so so bume and so blue
The storm has passed
Deep inside of me
Crushed by the calm of my insecurity
Cause I'm all hung up over you
I'm losing myself
Over you
To love I have lost All that is self My memories have made the storm Now subsides casting my fate Inside your soul And these eyes Are mine no more To seek I pour myself in your vigin veins Now all that I see Is through a passion's pain Cause I'm all hung up over you I'm losing myself Loving you Your wine is the blood That drunkens my heart With omens of love and now That I am you Woman I fear that you're not I Oh true love is so so bume and so blue The storm has passed Deep inside of me Crushed by the calm of my insecurity Cause I'm all hung up over you I'm losing myself Over you Explain Request ×
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