Each Other [feat. Rico Love]

[Rico Love:]
Yeah
Yeah
Right
Yeah
Turn the Lights on

[Verse 1:]
Just because you walked out that door
That don't mean I don't want you no more
The love ya gave me made me insane
But a girl like me is so hard to take
Now I'm screaming how you'd get here
Runnin around all through my mind
I wish your body would reappear
I won't let you run out this time

[Chorus:]
Because the two of us Were meant to love
Love
Each other
And I know the two of us were meant to touch
Touch
Each other
[Rico Love: "Turn the lights on"]

[Verse 2:]
He didn't even tell me his name
But I swear I still feel him here
His kisses took away all my pain
His touches took away all my fears

[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/eachother-lyrics-kelly-rowland.html ]

Can ya still smell my perfume
Ya pictures tattooed in my brain
I wish that he was up in my room
So I'm off to Paris, can't miss my train

[Chorus:]
Because the two of us Were meant to love
Love
Each other
And I know the two of us were meant to touch
Touch
Each other
[Rico Love: "Turn the lights on"]

[Verse 3:]
And someday love is gonna bring us closer baby
Thats why I'm never givin it up
And I give you all of me, down to the heart of me
There's no escapin our love

[Chorus:]
Because the two of us Were meant to love
Love
Each other
And I know the two of us were meant to touch
Touch
Each other
[Rico Love: "Turn the lights on"]

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