the thought of my lov
Am gonna shower you with Misk and perform and crown you mind i’m gonna ask your hand with a smile in your face I’m gonna make you addict as I am already addicted to your essence I am gonna make you addict of my scent as I am addict of your sight I’m gonna make you addict of my present as I am addict of your smile I pray and pray and pray do you know why that is just I fear the thoughts of you not being mine after life And if admiration was a deed, I would have been to heaven because of you And if the L o rd was to give me a wish I would have wished for you to be mine eternity and all I would ask for is for you to be mine