My love ,Caroline Morphew
I lost the rhythm of my heart beatI lost my vision of the eyesI lost the flexibility of my tongueI am not normal now An insane and neglectedI lost the vibe from my loveI lost her jealousyI lost her lovely fight Why do I live Let God make me an idolA dollMy heart beats in dreamsThere was a dollA simple man who lovesHis paru He still and alwaysWaits for his love paru
