Desire
Desire
Why don’t you do
all the things
that I want you to?
Why don’t you try?
Tell me the reason.
Tell me…
Tell me, why?
***
O, baby I was blind,
I never thought my life
would melt in your desire.
But now I know,
I’m certain.
I follow you in circles,
burning in your fire.
***
Why don’t you do
all the things
that I want you to?
Why don’t you try?
Tell me the reason.
Tell me…
Tell me, why?
‹ yr. 2008 ›
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