3 de septiembre de 2009

Something



Something
in the way she moves,
attracts me like no other lover.
Something in the way she woos me.
I don't want to leave her now,

you know I believe and how.

Somewhere in her smile she knows

that I don't need no other lover.
Something
in her style that shows me.

I don't want to leave her now,
you know I believe and how.

You're asking me will my love grow,
I don't know, I don't know.
Stick around and it may show,
but I don't know, I don't know.

Something in the way she knows
and all I have to do is think of her.
Something in the things she shows me.
I don't want to leave her now,
you know I believe and how.

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