jueves, 13 de enero de 2011

Something


Something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover, something in the way she woos me I don't want to leave her now , you know I believe and how. Somewhere in her smile she knows that I don't need no other lover, something in her style that shows me I don't want to leave her now, you know I believe and how. You're asking me will my love grow I don't know, I don't know. You stick around and it may show I don't know, I don't know. Something in the way she knows, and all I have to do is think of her, something in the things she shows me, I don't want to leave her now you know I believe and how..

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