Once written and read, these piece is lost in translation .. oh well ... believe or not this has a melody.
Roses on the floor
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I know you're tired
It's the end of the week
So, just relax
And leave this all up to me
I've made your bath
Girl I know
What you need
There're roses on the floor
And on the pillows
In the bedroom
Light the candles
Feel a breeze
In the hall
Kissing you,girl
I want it all
Whispers fades
Echoes, blend, and recall
There's roses on the floor
And on the pillows
In the bedroom
The music plays
Baby come dance with me
A seranade, girl
Whatever you need
Making love
And then just watching you sleep
Among the roses
On the floor
And pillows in the bedroom
I know you're tired
It's the end of the week
So, just relax
And leave this all up to me
I've made your bath
Girl I know
What you need
There's roses on the floor
And on the pillows
In the bedroom
He needs a wife. She needs a reason to trust him. He fell for her at first sight. She, not so much.
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