redamancy
I thought I knew
What love was true
But what a revelation
To meet your version
Cause you're gentle and kind
I'm so taken aback
Confused how you hold my hand
Cause you hold it like
I'm your favourite plan
Sweet sweet
Where did you learn how to
Kiss me?
Where did you read
My map?
You bother looking like
I'm your treasure island
Oh, and I've never felt this nice
Like I was worth the waiting line
I was told before
Everyone would find me boring
But you're falling with me
Treat me like a lady
I've never felt this peace
Didn't know love could be
Redamancy
I'm not used to flowers
I'm not used to calling back
When you're tired
Hold me like I'm more
Than the youth I'm running out of
Respect on my soul, on his own
He's a writer, my baby
He's a poet, a designer
He designed it
The confidence I carry he's behind it
Younger than any guy I've dated
Yet he's more man than them
In their thirties
He's so sweet, sweet
Where did you learn how to
Kiss me?
I breath and you breath back
Oh, is this what love
Was always like?
Oh, and I've never felt this safe
You're begging me
To show my mess
And I thought you would run
If I didn't look my best
But you mean what you say
See a future with me
Funny, I've never been
Treated this way
Honey, I'm only swinging
To your name
Simple, Mr. No Commission
For mending my hips
Oh, I'm ruined
Now the minimum won't
Meet my needs
After I met you
Bliss, breakthroughs
Always 'I love You'
But it means more
When he shows
Respect above it all
Sweet, sweet
Kiss me
Move me
Touch me
Love me
Redamancy
What love was true
But what a revelation
To meet your version
Cause you're gentle and kind
I'm so taken aback
Confused how you hold my hand
Cause you hold it like
I'm your favourite plan
Sweet sweet
Where did you learn how to
Kiss me?
Where did you read
My map?
You bother looking like
I'm your treasure island
Oh, and I've never felt this nice
Like I was worth the waiting line
I was told before
Everyone would find me boring
But you're falling with me
Treat me like a lady
I've never felt this peace
Didn't know love could be
Redamancy
I'm not used to flowers
I'm not used to calling back
When you're tired
Hold me like I'm more
Than the youth I'm running out of
Respect on my soul, on his own
He's a writer, my baby
He's a poet, a designer
He designed it
The confidence I carry he's behind it
Younger than any guy I've dated
Yet he's more man than them
In their thirties
He's so sweet, sweet
Where did you learn how to
Kiss me?
I breath and you breath back
Oh, is this what love
Was always like?
Oh, and I've never felt this safe
You're begging me
To show my mess
And I thought you would run
If I didn't look my best
But you mean what you say
See a future with me
Funny, I've never been
Treated this way
Honey, I'm only swinging
To your name
Simple, Mr. No Commission
For mending my hips
Oh, I'm ruined
Now the minimum won't
Meet my needs
After I met you
Bliss, breakthroughs
Always 'I love You'
But it means more
When he shows
Respect above it all
Sweet, sweet
Kiss me
Move me
Touch me
Love me
Redamancy
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Writer(s): Isabel Murra Barrera
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