The game is called patience, I'm not desperate though
your applique resistance one day of these you will fall in my
arms because the game is called patience and I call myself clinging
The game is called patience and I am not in a hurry though
say that not many times one day you are going to bend the hands
nothing more because I already liked you and I'm going to get rid of the thorn
chorus...
The game is called patience and I call myself holding your skin
and my skin will melt with love your lips and my lips will
kiss with passion, your body is called my craving and I
I call craving I will not rest until I achieve your love
Until you want me equal or more than me.
chorus...
The game is called patience and I call myself holding your skin
and my skin will melt with love your lips and my lips will
kiss with passion, your body is called my craving and I
I call cravings I will not rest until I achieve your love until you want me equal or more than me.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)