Love Is Like A Fragrant Flower
Love Is Like A Fragrant Flowers
Love is like a fragrant flowers ,
With Spring showers ,
What a loving God that gave
Us a heart to love .
You've captured this heart of mine
When we talk on the phone late at night
My heart reaches out to you even
When I know I can't even see you ,
Paris is so faraway ,
But that is were my heart wants to be
Half - past nine you are still on my mind .
The more time pass my heart grown more
Fond of you each hour, and each day ,
This love is hear to stay .
I hurt when you don't call ,I sat and I wounder
Where you are ! You are walking around with my heart.
So I cry be careful and never rip it apart .
And never take this love of mine for granted .
So the hours past and I am sipping on so Herb Tea
Think oh I hope he call's me .
The end of my night was quick and slow and sweet
Is when you called me .
Lilly Emery (c)
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