Until the day we meet
Oh my love,
Could I be considered a prisoner?
Truly,
Picturing you and me,
Makes my heart miss a beat.
Cupid: my sole witness,
Demanded from its little helper;
'Imprison her, until the day they meet.'
Until the day we meet.
I will be held captive.
Wondering
Why I have...
Could I be considered a prisoner?
Truly,
Picturing you and me,
Makes my heart miss a beat.
Cupid: my sole witness,
Demanded from its little helper;
'Imprison her, until the day they meet.'
Until the day we meet.
I will be held captive.
Wondering
Why I have...