Windows are fogging up.
Moans could be heard from miles away.
Virginity,a gift that I\\\'ve been given.
Never thought I\\\'d hold it for so long.
But now the day has come.
As you\\\'re touching me gently and kissin\\\' my lips, I say to myself that you could be him.
The one I\\\'ve been waiting for to take it away slowly and romantically.
Virginity it could be either a curse or a blessing.
