You don't belong to me
But at times I wish you did.
When I leave I remember
The softness of yiur skin
The curve of your hips,
The beauty of your eyes, your lips,
The warmth of your breast in my hand.
You don't belong to me,
You have your own life, your own dreams.
You are more than just beautiful.
And I'm thankful for the time we have.
But at times I wish you did.
When I leave I remember
The softness of yiur skin
The curve of your hips,
The beauty of your eyes, your lips,
The warmth of your breast in my hand.
You don't belong to me,
You have your own life, your own dreams.
You are more than just beautiful.
And I'm thankful for the time we have.
