domingo, 2 de janeiro de 2011

You know, you know, you've got to

Make him express how he feels

And maybe then you'll know your love is real

You don't need diamond rings

Or eighteen karat gold

Fancy cars that go very fast

You know they never last, no, no

What you need is a big strong hand

To lift you to your higher ground

Make you feel like a queen on a throne

Make him love you till you can't come down

[You'll never come down]
And when you're gone he might regret it

Think about the love he once had

Try to carry on, but he just won't get it

He'll be back on his knees


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