Let Me - Amycanbe

Grapes are ripe

colors are bright

I feel my senses are starting to fight Let me, let me…

When we met again

I knew we were not new

I trusted you and you kissed me Touch by the light coming from your sight

Touch by the light coming from your sight Jumping in bed

I don’t feel sad When I wake up

my day is filled up

Touch by the light coming from your sight

Touch by the light coming from your sight

Touch by the light

Touch by the light coming from your sight

Touch by the light coming from your sight Let me, let me, let me, let me…