upon my head The love in your eyes that chide And now at last, the moment divine The touch of your lips on mine The touch of your lips on mine
CHORUS: The touch of your lips upon my brow, Your lips that are cool and sweet, Such tenderness lies in their soft caress, My heart forgets to beat. *The touch of your
head The love in your eyes A-shine And now, at last, The moment divine The touch of your lips On mine? The love in your eyes The touch of your lips
翻訳: ナットキングコール. ザタッチオブユアリップス.
The touch of your lips upon my brow; Your lips that are cool and sweet. Such tenderness lies in their soft caress My heart forgets to beat. The touch
I'll give it to you Your world is my world (Your world) And my fight is your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got
a trip to your heart Trip to your eyes, trip to your arms Trip to your kiss, trip to your lips Trip to your tongue, trip to your voice Trip to your
go on the hoodie-hood-hood Takin' the whole thing like I knew she could Pimp who? Baby, you sexy, scratch my back Bite my lips, just like that Baby, you sexy, scratch my back Bite my lips
been California wishing on these stars For your heart on me, my California king Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around and gave me one last touch
(lemon merangue) So nice I add spice with the cinnamon thang Make ya pull your own hair out Make ya body go flat, get the spares out Well, smack lips
't touch you that's on me and my words You ain't gotta flip the script, kick me to the curb 'Cause I was, just checking you, wasn't disrespecting you Lips
I been California wishing on the stars For your heart for me My Californa King Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around and gave me one last touch
right now (From your head to your toes) Anyway you want me to go Promise I got ya (From your toes to your neck) Neck (neck), shoulders (neck), back Just relax Lay your
, if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this Now would you die, for the one you love? Hold me in your arms, tonight I can be your
me Tell you what That the sex in my walk was cotton soft But that's never, never, never With question marks in my eyes And your strange name pressed to our lips
the cheer Dissolves into his memory Taste of vodka on his lips And thoughts of murder and doom As her eyes appeared to bloom He wanted to touch them
miss your love I miss your love, girl I miss, I miss your love Hey, I miss your love, girl I miss, I miss your love I miss your love, girl I miss, I
to do to get a get a smile out of you make my lips touch my nose cross my eyes until I go blind Before I go blind Backstreet Boys: Every time I think your
