Tliqa

When I set this tone Comes love rushing from behind By it's shape and form I know it comes from inside I'm losing my self, over your love Sometimes I wonder if my heart, just moves to fast I wonder baby, I wonder Sometimes I wonder if this feelings going to last I want to. Still I don't want to I'm losing my self, over your love Keep losing my self, over your love Losing my self Ika chishloch, ika tliqloch shwiqi bnoshi tiwa Ika chishlach, ika tliqlach qom shoqotinili bnoshi tliqa A silent stroke, as I embraced your last breath So young, so cold Now my younger days has almost past by I sleep or dream through daytime At night I play the fools clown I'm losing my self, over your love Keep losing my self, over your love I'm losing my self, over your love Keep losing my self, over your love I miss you that's all I miss the way your curls, ran down your shoulders I miss you that's all I miss the way you both called me your brother Losing, losing my self Losing, losing my self Losing, losing my self Losing, losing my self I'm losing my self, over your love I miss you that's all I miss the way you both called me your brother