8 acessos
-Love Me-
I'm always thinking only of your love
Tired of this dream, I want to make it real
Make up your mind, my love, I'm losing control
Time is passing, and I can't wait
Because to be without you is like not living
If you made me yours, I would be happy
Whoa, Love me
I'm dying to kiss you, love me
Whoa, love me
I don't want to beg anymore, love me
Oh, yeah
This passion is almost impossible to calm
I want you so much that it hurts (my heart)
Because when I look at you I can't contain myself
I wish I could hold you, so that you would feel my love
Because to be without you is like not living
If you made me yours, I would be happy