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2011-09-03         P2<br>


Words is a Crime


Go ahead handcuff me

Throw me in a jail cell

With no window

And an uncomfortable bed 

Might as well

Admit that I rather

Spend a lifetime here

If I’m not allowed to say
To You my dear
With no fear

Baby, baby, baby

I will be held guilty for my crime

Split fire Sirens in the street

For standing outside your window of thoughts

And screaming out my defeat

Well words don’t need a reason
But I can’t help when I look at you honey
They come to me constantly
I just let the dictionary in my soul play the main part
To express the feelings screaming in my heart

 

 

I’m sorry for what I’m about to do

Baby You, Baby You You

For committing this crime

I’m sorry my friend
If I’ve to say it again
I just like to hear my heart
Sing out your name

 

I’m sorry my friend
If I’ve to see your face again
I just like to picture your eyes
Sparkling in the rain 

 

I’m sorry my friend
If I’ve to feel it again
I just like us
To breathe the same feeling
Ooh I’m sorry for my words
You, You and You
I apologize for my crime
You, You, You
I’m guilty all of the time



 

See you can run

But you can’t hide

Love will track you down

Words don’t need any expectations
But I can’t help it when I touch you honey
They come and make the connection
Feelings don’t need to be expressed
All the way to the finish line
The main goal is to reach that spot inside
Words don’t need a spoken sound
They may as well be described
And breathe life in the same moment
As a heart pound
Oh I feel it whenever you’re around

You, You, You
Are LOVE

And I’m never gonna fade to silence

 

 

Cause with you
My Heart
Will never be quiet

 

 

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