living A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart You can never break the chain There is never love without pain A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart A healing hand, a secret touch
And the things that come apart Out of sync With love in the land of the living A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart A healing hand, a secret touch
Перевод: Спешка. Секретное Touch.
last And the things that come apart Out of sync With love in the land of the living A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart A healing hand, a secret touch
ya own They get jealous when they see ya, with ya mobile phone But tell the cops, they can't touch this I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust
the core, if it ain't raw it's worthless Pentab professional, hold the ink While river rats fall off the raft and sink Tony let a brother touch, twenty bar rush
my body I hope sex is all over your mind The catches may change but the secrets the same And it's on again The secret place you touched me in Are so
Now you're touching secret places No one's touched before And I wanna feel you deep inside Forever mi amour Baby when two souls touch (When our souls touch
the window of my soul All the secrets that I hold Will be yours to share for always, always Like a whisper in the wind The gentle breeze touches my
, we that squad for real Jersey Mob for real, it be kill or be killed, so we drawin' that steel I'm lovin' the rush, Essex county doublin' us, fuckin'
! AAh! Every time I say your name I get this rush..(rush) You don?t have to say a word baby...just hush.. Waiting for the day to feel your tender touch..(touch
mouth I remember in the burning A secret magic expense A flame universe of bright gold and white I treasured the whole fest But it was too hard to touch
And what's not You are, you are All the love I wanna make Every breath that I wanna take The rush that's runnin' down my spine The touch that takes
each other out Tell our secrets on the scenic route I don't want to get home soon Drive the car around the moon I don't want to crush you or rush you
do in my car We can hug, we can kiss, we can touch or crush Forget about the club, I hope you not in a rush You make a nigga wanna sing grind me again
Cross Colours catalog with analog technology Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my Scientology Fuckin up to the chest I bust insidious, Bad Touchin Boogie
She ain't waiting 'til she gets older Her feet are making tracks in the winter snow She got a rainbow that touches her shoulder She be headed where the
