Fooling in Love
What would it be,
When it’s all filled with glee.
The only man I see,
The man I want beside me.
His face is like fine art,
His name is deep on my heart.
The only one who can make my heart part.
My, my precious sweetheart.
You are my precious mine.
You make my tears feel fine.
Your lips like red wine.
Honey, you always make me cross the line.
This feeling seems unrealistic,
Still a complete mystic.
You always make me feel weak,
With your mien so classic.
My heart felt pricked.
Ah, so lovesick.
Darling, what should I do,
To give satisfaction to you.
I can be a vodou,
If the prey is my boyo.
I am to sacrifice willingly,
If anything for my honey.
I would live eternity,
To love with you repeatedly.
A long lost pair,
For my heart in despair.
Now I found my parallel,
I ought my heart to my pearl.
I’ll only have you and I to care,
As we danced in the air.
What might it be,
If our love would flee,
In the wide deep sea.
As we sang with glee,
And held our hearts tightly.
I had a vivid dream,
Different from what it seems.
I created my own beam,
Far away from what you seen.
You are my knight in armor,
That owns everything in glamour.
The only man I am enamoured—
Far away to hold.
I had a dream,
Where you and I are the same.
Where we are the theme.
Where our happy ever after remain.
Where I can hold you and proclaim,
My man, my love always has been.
You, and the love I fall—
A dream of obvious fool.
My heart, my man, can whole,
Even I am none of your goal.
Even you are promised with other gal.
