First of all welcome to poemstolyrics.com . All the songs are my own ,and I am Suki Cheema , who claims to be a lyricist via ArticlesBase.com. They are for the enjoyment of all, from established names and their reps to the guys performing on a weekend in the pub to someone getting a high on youtube. Some will be moved and other's will ask for the bucket...but hey that's life!
Hey Life's and times of my loving days
how sweet Kam didn't want to come home
nor did I her house possessed shame
just imagine sighs of the heart socializing with storms
back to you jeeti back to tonight
sober prayers fall into a wishing well
what I mean is I love you
foolish pride shades my desire to tell
maybe i should hit
you as hard as i can
maybe i should walk
just walk away
maybe i should kiss
your lips on demand
maybe i should talk
for
beyond your lies
beyond your alibis
you can see
jut like me
an oasis
come along jeeti don't give me that
were all prisoners of the sun
sour symphony's could throw it all away
I have forgiven you now it's your turn
maybe you should hit
me as hard as you can
maybe you should walk
just walk away
maybe you should kiss
my lips on demand
maybe you should talk
for
beyond my lies
beyond my alibis
you can see
jut like me
an oasis
don't you think it's time
to end the blame game
to end the blame game
don't you think it's time
to create a new beginning
to create a new beginning
maybe we should hit
each other as hard as we can
maybe we should walk
just walk away
maybe we should kiss
each other's lips on demand
maybe we should talk
for
beyond our lies
beyond our alibis
you can see
jut like me
an oasis
maybe we should hit
each other as hard as we can
maybe we should walk
just walk away
maybe we should kiss
each other's lips on demand
maybe we should talk
for
beyond our lies
beyond our alibis
you can see
jut like me
an oasis
maybe we should hit
each other as hard as we can
maybe we should walk
just walk away
maybe we should kiss
each other's lips on demand
maybe we should talk
for
beyond our lies
beyond our alibis
you can see
jut like me
an oasis
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