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Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Take me to the days (part 2)

Take me to the days
Take me to the days, when I'm gonna be your only one, the days you will call me sweet names, and it will be so much fun.
Take me to the days, when I can lay on your chest, and within a few seconds, my mind is at rest.
Take me to the days, when you will escort me to the salon, and expect me coming back home, pretty, soon.
Take me to the days, when I'm happy to have you as my head, and I'm ready to do anything that is being said.
Take me to the days, when we are gonna quarrel a little, but the moment I see your sorry face, my heart melts and we settle.
Take me to the days, when you will carry me upon your shoulder, and I confidently look down at the world from yonder.
Take me to the days, when I'm finally blessed to have you as my man, the days I'll show off my ring anyway I can.
Yeah! Take me to the days...

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