by Martin Terefe.
Whoa, whoa, i've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror. I'm yours, oh, I'm yours, oh, I'm yours, oh, whoa, baby you believe I'm yours. It cannot wait I'm sure, there's no need to complicate, our time is short. Please don't, please don't, please don't. This is our fate, i'm yours, scooch on over closer, dear.