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2017-05-13


Expressway to your love

 

I like to identify you
In the palm of my hands
know your height
weight, on my shoulder,
in my arms

 

Your thoughts
On my lips
And your age
dive
into your smile

 

Hit that curve
with no brakes
cruise
Your roundabouts
and whenever you go astray, always
cross your mind
Be your fast lane

 

the expressway to your soul
And let you know
whenever you pass
that speed limit
Break down your walls
whatever you come across, always
speak your heart
speak your heart, always


to me

to me

 

open wide

wide open

 

in your eyes
travel for miles

I'll be that sign
Your capital city, nearby
that
countryside
countryside

 

right ahead, baby

go right ahead, baby

 

Be your fast lane
the expressway to your soul
And let you know
whenever you pass
that speed limit
Break down your walls
whatever you come across, always
speak your heart
speak your heart

 

to me

to me

 




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Publicerad 2017-05-14 12:37



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  BenGust VIP
Lovely to wash one's ears with English from time to time. Ibland känns det som engelskan öppnar upp ännu en dörr. Har själv tänkt publicera någon av mina få engelska. men ännu inte kommit till skott. Tummen upp!
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