Oh, if love was just like the heat,
So we could turn it on and off.
Just as we want and when we need,
I'd have no problems with your love.
I would be happy all the time
You have for me or you do not.
I wouldn`t blame you, would be fine
Whenever you are in my thoughts.
But what would then become of me?
A robot with a silly heart...
Don't tell me that it sounds mean.
It will not rest when we're apart.
Like the heat
© Copyright: Мейлинг Ирина, 2011
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