The Wrong Call
WE MET AT THIS BALL.
LOOKING INTO YOUR EYE'S DEEPLY I FALL.
I'M FALLING IN LOVE?
FALLING HARD I SEE?
CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S YOU AND ME?
FALLING IN LOVE HARD.
YOU TOOK MY V CARD.
THE WRONG CALL.
WE MET AT THE BALL .
HE WAS A PLAYER AFTER ALL.
THE WRONG CALL WAS LOOKING INTO HIS EYE'S LISTENING TO HIS CRIES..
I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS LISTENING TO LIE'S.
THE WRONG CALL WAS ME HAVEN YO BABY GOING CRAZY LATELY .
HAVEN A PROBLEM LISTENING TO ALL THIS .NOW I'M PIST.
THE WRONG CALL WAS ME AND YOU. MEETING EACH OTHER .
THE WRONG CALL THAT YOU MADE ME FALL I'M DONE YOU WAS THE WRONG CALL,
Copyright © Saeedah Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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