Since the day we met
it seems like heaven came to me
I’ve got this funny sense of humor
that delibers me
Is it good or bad
that I believe each word you say
It feels like nothing can go wrong
in your company
I’m honest, not untouchable
I’m a woman but not weak
I’m fighting for my honour
and I’m not so quickly pleased
I’m honest, not untouchable
and I don’t like second hand
But I know that since a day or two
it’s getting out of hand
I love you….
Do one know how I know your name
it’s wispered by the breeze
and in a certain way it’s hypnotizing me
How can you size the spaces
between love and admiration
It is frightening,
It is something I can see
Still I’m honest, not untouchable
I’m a woman but not weak
I’m fighting for my honour
and I’m not so quickly pleased
I’m honest, not untouchable
and I don’t like second hand
But I know that since a day or two
it’s getting out of hand
I love you…
I love you…
I love you…
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