I Feel It Like You - MALIA, Boris Blank

It’s been nine years and sixteen days of hope.

It’s been hard times, good times coming home.

But still we laugh hard, we play hard 'till dawn.

This love, an oak tree, grows on and on.

I feel it like you.

You bring that heat back to my bones.

Your footsteps on mine, your love so divine.

Your heart warms me when I’m cold.

And out of my dreams you came along.

I waited so long.

You can kiss me twenty four hours a day.

And when you call me, I won’t be far away.

And still we laugh hard, we play hard 'till dawn.

This love, an oak tree that grows on and on.

I feel it like you.

You bring that heat back to my bones.

Your footsteps on mine, your love so divine.

Your heart warms me when I’m cold.

And out of my dreams you came along.

I’ve waited so so long.

And when you walk into a crowded room.

Hope is determined the flowers will bloom.

Is been nine years and sixteen days of hope.

Is been hard times, good times coming home.

But still we laugh hard, we play hard 'till dawn.

This love, an oak tree grows on and on.

I feel it like you.

You bring that heat back to my bones.

I feel it like you.

You bring that heat back to my bones.

Your footsteps on mine.

Your love so divine.

You heart warms me when I’m cold.

And out of my dreams you came along.

I’ve waited so long.