Into the comfort of night, and the sweet smell of the rain falling upon my face,
Rolling down the subtle curved valleys and beautiful shapely pieces of this women,
If she could only see, the emotions that her body shown,
The crack in my soul is only filled when she smile.
Rolling down the subtle curved valleys and beautiful shapely pieces of this women,
If she could only see, the emotions that her body shown,
The crack in my soul is only filled when she smile.