She Is Amnesia
Who Is She
I Like To Call Her Amnesia
I Forget Everything I Know
At That Moment When I See Her
The Colors She Wears On Her Body
Makes Me Want To Touch Her So Tender
No Need To Capture My Soul
It’s Ready To Surrender
Who Am I…..Who Am I
I Don’t Know…..I Don’t Know
I See Her Walk By
I Don’t Want Her To Go
I Can’t Remember My Name
I Have Forgot Where I’m At
And At That Time
My Brain Is Kidnapped
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