Desa

Bermuda Triangle
This time I'm writing a song for you. I don't care who hears it. I don't care how long the feeling lasts. Tonight I want you here and nude or clothed and laughing. The other thoughts can cool their jets in the Bermuda Triangle with my old regrets. Important thoughts have found a big hole and I looked into it. Lo and behold you were inside pulling up your white t-shirt one day before my birthday. Indeed a grand gift it would be to feel good and report every detail to me. Even if I can't tell another soul, it's still better than suffocating. I was getting deathly sick of not feeling what I wanted when I wanted. So now I'll never say never. I'll say never never again From Letras Mania