More Than I Should, por T.R.

T.R.

More Than I Should

I’m having a feeling

But don’t understand

I look at the ceiling

And I cannot stand

She used to be torture

But turned into bliss

She shines as an orchard

And I seek her kiss

I don’t think about her

But lately I do

And lately I need her

Does she need me too?

And I don’t regret it

Her love must be good

And love, I embrace it

Much more than I should

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