Hey baby, when we are together
Doing things that we love
Every time you're near I feel like I'm in heaven
Feeling high
I don't want to let go, girl
I just need you to know, girl
I don't wanna run away
Baby, you're the one I need tonight
No promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight
I just wanna die in your arms here tonight
Hey baby, when we are together
Doing things that we love
Every time you're near I feel like I'm in heaven
Feeling high
I don't want to let go, girl
I just need you to know, girl
I don't wanna run away
Baby, you're the one I need tonight
No promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight
I just wanna die in your arms
I don't wanna run away
I want to stay forever through time and time
No promises
I don't wanna run away
I don't wanna be alone
No promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight
Now and forever, my love
No promises
I don't wanna run away
Baby, you're the one I need tonight
No promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight
I just wanna die in your arms here tonight
I don't wanna run away
Baby, you're the one I need tonight
No promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight
I just wanna die in your arms here tonight
Time, of all things, Time. Im such a fool for you. Do you have to let it linger. Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger. Time will just erase all things and at the end of the day, we're nothing but the results of our own makings. Time. Everybody needs it. Time brings a closure to all things.
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What am I? Who am I? Where am I?
- JIMEI MELINDA
- ART is a powerful LANGUAGE. It communicates to everyone and anyone. It has the ability to depict personal emotions as well as concerns unknown to anyone in the most truthful manner but yet on the other hand, not being literal which therefore allow the audiences to perceive it in accordance to their knowledge. The face has always been an interesting form to me as everyone has got his/her own face. Often, the face shows the history and background of oneself. To put up a front, to disguise, to apply make up are examples of self concealed. One will recognised the smiling face of a man constantly throughout my artworks. Some wonders if the smile is a reflection of complete joy, in a state of total denial or maybe to disguise anxiety. Perhaps it is a reflection of total pleasure or yet it might just be the laugh of an idiot. By restricting my style, I self imposed limits, allowing communication to audiences on a wide subject.
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