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VANESSA WILLIAMS >> Merchandise Links
VANESSA WILLIAMS
Your face, my door Haven't we both been here before Slight trace no more You're with me somehow Your touch, my hand Softspoken words I understand Nights spent, days planned I'm asking you how Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Can this be a dream that fades in morning light Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Are you what you seem Will you be real tonight Quick turn, long stares Is that a shadow, or are you there You feel so near What is this confusion Ooo your voice soft and low Blends in my ear with breezes that blow No choice I know I ask my illusions Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Can this be a dream that fades in morning light Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Are you what you seem Will you be real tonight Night goes, and day's here I can still remember the taste of a tear I still face a cold stare The essence of someone is constantly here Can this be real I can almost feel your touch But you're not there This, I need you in the end Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Can this be a dream that fades in morning light Can this be real Can this be love I'm feelin' Are you what you seem Will you be real tonight Your face, my door Haven't we both been here before Written by Serafini
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