Ohh darlin’
Would you come
With me
Ohh sugar
Lock your roaches in a bathroom
Lay your hands on me
Your touch is like a grace
Your eyes is like a space
At that time and place…
Ohh honey
Fears inside you
Is like a grave without a cross
Ohh yeah baby
Can you see this?
Golden road is running through
Across the fears
And through the night
I wish to be with you
Your touch is like a grace
Your eyes is like a space
At that time and place…
Ohh I’m dying
Without a words
You speak
Yeah I’m trying
To live without
Your voice that makes me sick
Your touch is like a grace
Your eyes is like a space
At that time and place…
Darlin
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