Following My African Princess

Following My African Princess
          (YOUR MOTHER'S BLOOD)
Your's is the perfect love I knew I'd fall into.
Love out of Africa, the midnight deep of you.
I can feel your heartbeat like you're part of me.
I can feel your heartbeat in me.

You took me up the Nile, as love can only do.
Up to your Africa, the Motherland of you.
I can feel your breathing like you're part of me.
I can feel your breathing in me.

I can feel you breathing in me.

I've wondered how could such love ever be.
It's the King of Africa you've made of me.
It's your Mother's Blood of ten thousand tears.
It's your Mother's Blood of ten thousand years.

Your's is the perfect love I knew I'd fall into.
Love out of Africa, the pain, the hurt  of you.
I can feel your cryingt like you're part of me.
I can feel your crying in me.

It's your Mother's blood in you.
It's your Mother's blood in you.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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