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3.01.2004

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letra/poesia por Ana B. Torres

Just for the Night

Come to me and let's play
Pretend there isn't another day
Live out the last drop of moment
I'll lose the sarcasm in my comments
Get lost in your eyes
(You hair, your chin, your voice)
You've always been my only vice
(The scent you have on you)
You live me no choice
I'll just let it flow

Crawl in bed
Lose the sheets
Unlace your shoes
Wink at me
Yell out my name and say you need me

Come to me and let's play
Pretend there isn't another day
You will forget the other girls
For tonight I'll be your only pearl
Get lost in my eyes
(My hair, my chin, my voice)
Forget all tips and advice
(You shouldn't go, say or do)
We have no other choice
I'll never belong to you
(Or you to me)

Wake up, oh, so slow
Look around
Scratch your eyes
Say a prayer
Silently
Wishing to die
Instantly

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