I Believe In Love
You're intoxicating.
Just the touch of your hand
leaves me somewhat breathless.
And yet you're the King,
Who believes himself to be the mouse.
And me the mouse,
who wishes herself to be Queen.
An unlikely pair ...
But somehow, it works.
Your lips on mine,
And you think that you're
the lucky one.
Just the touch of your hand
leaves me somewhat breathless.
And yet you're the King,
Who believes himself to be the mouse.
And me the mouse,
who wishes herself to be Queen.
An unlikely pair ...
But somehow, it works.
Your lips on mine,
And you think that you're
the lucky one.