Baby

I wanna turn off the phone
And forget about the problems at home.
I forget about the world when it's me and her alone.
She got me high like if I was on so stone.
Holding her while listening to are song..
Talking about the future, wishing it won't take so long.
My heart in her hands, there Is where it belongs.
Times like these create the best bond-Mario Perez
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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