I know he's around
When the sky and the ground started ringing.
I know that he's near
By the thunder I hear in advance.
His words, his words alone are the words
That can start my heart singing.
And his is the only music that makes me dance. |
| He'll sleep and he'll rise
In the light of two eyes that adore him.
Bore him it might
But he won't leave my sight for a glance.
In every way, everyday I need less of myself.
I need more him.
More him.
'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance.
To be continued... |
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