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A Woman’s Heart

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.09.2012

A woman's heart is filled with passion,
A woman's heart is filled with lust,
If you don't believe that these things happen,
Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make;

A woman's night is filled with dreaming,
Of the perfect man who may not be you,
If we don't see what she's been missing,
Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make,

She wants to get near to you,
Don't turn her away,
She wants to get through to you,
She wants to say;

Give me your night,
And I will show you my passion,
Give me your lust,
And I will drink you dry,
Give me your dreams,
And I will show you a lover,
Give me your heart,
and I will hold you close,
And I will love you till the day I die.

A woman's day is filled with longing,
For a little romance and company,
If we don't look or just don't listen,
Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make;

A woman's heart is yours forever,
She will be true, to the one in her life,
If we don't give her love and affection,
Could be the biggest mistake, that a man can make.

She wants to get near to you,
Don't turn her away,
She want's to get through to you,
She want's you to say;

Give me your night,
And I will show you my passion,
Give me your lust,
And I will drink you dry....

Give me your dreams,
And I will show you a lover,
Give me your heart,
and I will hold you close,
And I will love you till the day I die.

She wants to get near to you,
Don't turn her away,
She want's to get through to you,
She want's you to say,

Give me your night
And I will show you my passion,
Give me your lust,
And I will drink you dry....

Give me your dreams,
And I will show you a lover,
Give me your heart,
and I will hold you close,
And I will love you till the day I die.


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