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ANDREAS JOHNSON >> Merchandise Links
ANDREAS JOHNSON
Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace To carry me home, under these waves... I'm slipping... Crying like a child for the day to begin, to follow your breeze, hunted by your skin I'm slipping So please, do me right woman Cause I'm hanging by a thread, far from divine Wish I could flourish and speed up the time... I'm slipping... I'm sliding down... So please, do me right woman Please, do me right woman Do me right woman, enter my space... Fragile and pure... I will follow your pace Just do me right woman... please... I've taken all your wisdom, but my plate is not filled My spirit is not calm, my soul yet to be thrilled And my heart has not got enough... I'm still slipping... So please, do me right woman Please, do me right woman Just do me right now
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