Karhe Your Pain
It´s in your skin, It´s in your lips, maybe in your
touch.
It´s in that sin, yes in your kiss, maybe in your lies.
Maybe it´s in your arms, that leaves my soul arrisen.
This is my sweet sourrender.
...sweet and tender....
I´m sure you´ll give me all the pain that you are woth
of,
but my soul chose the storm.
Kiss me and i won´t ask you why.
I´m sure you´ll give me all the pain.
It´s in your skin, It´s in your lips, maybe in your
touch.
It´s in that sin, yes in your kiss, maybe in your lies.
Maybe it´s in your bust,
Where rest my tired ashes.
This is my sweet sourrender.
...sweet and tender....
I´m sure you´ll give me all the pain that you are woth
of,
but my soul chose the storm.
Kiss me and i won´t ask you why.
I´m sure you´ll give me all the pain.
You put on my skin your name,
and brand with your love my heart.
