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 Lord 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