Your Face

Your face is like a song, your sweet eyes whisper and I like to sing along. y

our features are in tune, let's sing together and turn every month into June.

Your face humps makes me a happy fella no more singing acapella no longer lonely lovin' you only.

Your lips with mine will rhyme, and when they touch me, it's a symphony divine. 

Your cheeks shall reach your hair, leave me a melody, a melody so rare.

Your face humps makes me a happy fella, no more singing acapella, no longer lonely lovin you only