IFUCKINGLOVEYOU Testo

Every round she sings
Waiting inside for more
Every rising sun
Has a right to go down

Holding on

Every honey bee
Gets some peace of mind
Every lovely guest Gets a glass of fine wine
So make some little babies

Holding on

Love, love
Love love love love love
I do love
Love, love
I fucking love you, I fucking love you
I do

I won't forewarn anyone
A few more til the world is ready
It won't be sick anymore
As long as that's what keeps you happy

Holding on

Love, love Love love love love love
I do love
Love, love
I fucking love you, i fucking love you
I do