
A red red rose
I see your face, it's a familiar trace, of love so pure.
My love to you is like a burning red desire, like a red red rose.
I close my eyes and picture myself with you.
just to touch your lips with my fingers, its overwhelming me.
If my time will ever come, I know im not the only one,
you have stolen many hearts, and the question that lies within...
will it be me or will my life never begin?
I see your face, it's a familiar trace, of love so pure.
My love to you is like a burning red desire, like a red red rose.
I close my eyes and picture myself with you.
just to touch your lips with my fingers, its overwhelming me.
If my time will ever come, I know im not the only one,
you have stolen many hearts, and the question that lies within...
will it be me or will my life never begin?
/Johan Edström

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