History of Samba
Every time we embrace, i go to that away place, when we just walk hand in hand, i'm in never, never land..
Whenever i look into your eyes, i begin to get butterflies, then my heart skips a beat, and our lips passionately meet.
You are always on my mind, Your face is all it can find. I think about you every day And know it’ll work out somehow, some way.