Rush
SHUN NG, UZOECHI OSISIOMA EMENIKE
I don’t wanna waste your time
meet me on the
floor like it the last night
savouring you in my mind
rushing through the
fields your hands holding mine
your hands holding mine ...
I feel a rush
I feel a rush
I feel a rush
I feel.... a....
Lonely is the night you leave ....
only got me dreams to guide and lead me ...
wanna let you have your way
even is my mind says no its too late
I feel a rush
I feel a rush
I feel a rush
I feel... a