Not like this all the time...

Sometimes in Cameroun,
Sometimes in U.S.A.,
Sometimes in Brazil,
Sometimes in Spain,
Sometimes in Danemark,
Sometimes in Sahara,
Sometimes in Germany,
Sometimes in Egypt,
This time in Paris,
Sometimes in Bordeaux...



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"Do I know you from somewhere?
Why do you leave me wanting more?
Why do all the things I say
Sound like the stupid things I've said before?

(Put your hand on my skin)

Kiss me, I'm dying
Put your hand on my skin
I close my eyes
I need to make a connection
I'm walking on a thin line
I close my eyes
I close my eyes

Touch me, I'm trying
To see inside of your soul
I've got this thing
I want to make a correction
I'm not like this all the time
You've got this thing
You've got this thing

Kiss me, I'm dying
Put your hand on my skin
I close my eyes
I need to have your protection
I close my eyes
I close your eyes

(Kiss, kiss, kiss me)

Kiss me, I'm dying
Touch me, I'm trying, ohhh
I'm not like this all the time
I'm not like this all the time
I'm not like this all the time"



To L., u r so beautiful when u r fragile this way...