Sanka

Melting

Seems like a fantasy

Prince and princess

 

He keeps on sucking my lips ,

Like there is no tomorrow

Making me melt down 

 

I don\'t know babe,where I am now ..

Cloud nine or at the entry of hell

 

He holds my hands like there\'s no morn when I am dying inside

I pleaded and pleased him with all the ways to let go of me one day....