Her scarlet lips...

Irma, My Waussie,

That key, From her silence is her pride, That's for sure, But surely not to be offended. So why, Why she closes her heart, While just love Start Up there in her heart. Sure, It was certainly no small thing he said to her, No, He asked her to reach out her hand to feel stronger with her to stand by his side, She did not even notice, However she is valuable without knowing. She did not notice his heart,That nearly brought him to his senses.

His world is very different now he felt it again, He knows what it means by her sultry gaze. His heart still dancing with it, It's almost out of control. Cause she is the woman, he would do anything for love. As she turns those beautiful hips and waves her blonde silk hair, Wow. That look in her eyes, Showing how life should be, To shuffle with her, On that piece of the French Southern Beach. It seems fantastic lovely sensual and fine.

He hears them every day, All the sweet words that rolled over her beautiful scarlet lips.Every time when his phone rings, He hears a voice and think of her, She might as well. Why can in some ways, Of their past are not repeated, And realize their dreams, Just once. He says not to worry, it's okay, but her dreams, She dreams could suddenly reality, where she began, Her dreams, Where she wanted to live,

Irma, My Waussie, Her dreams. xx