Constant Prayer
I am not religious, I am not prayerful
But when I think about her so beautiful
I start thinking of offering devotions
Just by the way she fills me with emotions
I start to say a prayer to the almighty
To give her to me, this woman so pretty
The love of my life, my Aphrodite
I beg the Lord to show me pity
I hardly hear mass, the occasions would be rare
But everyday I say this constant prayer
For God to give me the lady so fair
I would prefer to have her than be a millionaire
For ATP
Copyright © John Boak | Year Posted 2006
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