When
Imagine going to heaven without actually being there.
Picture yourself on the moon.
Can you feel the sun burning your inn beans.
Alaska isnt cold enough to put out this fire.
My heart stop all air to the moon .
My soul stop speaking.
My body just stop completely.
When you touch.
When you kiss.
When you love.
When you dream.
When you smell.
When you taste.
When you see.
When you be.
My inn beans just come to an end.
All the control i have is gone from the sight of you.
From the smell of your love.
From the touch of your soul.
From hearing your voice.
When you touch my soul our love bring me back to birth.
When my love
Picture yourself on the moon.
Can you feel the sun burning your inn beans.
Alaska isnt cold enough to put out this fire.
My heart stop all air to the moon .
My soul stop speaking.
My body just stop completely.
When you touch.
When you kiss.
When you love.
When you dream.
When you smell.
When you taste.
When you see.
When you be.
My inn beans just come to an end.
All the control i have is gone from the sight of you.
From the smell of your love.
From the touch of your soul.
From hearing your voice.
When you touch my soul our love bring me back to birth.
When my love
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