Again, she arrived another eveJoachim Amoako
That same cloudy birthday
Her blood crawling up and down
With her heartbeat rising to a countless pace
She had frowns in smiles
Embedded in a web of desires
She comes with a flag of beauty
Waving against a horny tune
I was tired of writing love songs,Isaac Asante
But anytime i see you my heart beat gives me melodies,
Your sweet voice gives me tunes,
Your natural beauty gives me inspirations,
And now here I am with my book and pen,
Trying to put down some words,
But baby, your thoughts won't allow me,
Because my mind is obsessed with your love,
So am just gonna steal words to express my self.
