It feels like time out at the moment,
but not a time for reflection...
Do i believe in a horoscope,
nope...
I miss you sweetheart everyday,
and i know that you miss me...
You sent me a mail,
the drought is finally broke...
I have only ever been in love with you,
you were my first true love...
I find i want to talk to you all the time,
Just to know what is going through your mind...
Now it is summer time in Europe.
They forgot to turn on the heat...
All the time,
trying to tell you...
What is it about you that i love,
its not just one thing...
Love, a disease which cuts across all sectors of
mankind...rich,poor,handicapped,fat, small...
When all is calm,
you'll feel the orchids...
My sweetheart you will always be,
for better or worse tied or free...