Prodigal Lovers | spice

i'm not a believer of second chances; but this appeals as the second glances,
i've turned believer of mistakes existence; persistance..turns ore into diamond, a fine substance,
time is of the essence; we can go the distance.

i miss you...so much
i want you...so bad
i love you...so much
i need you...so bad

it's become a complex maze, why bother?
what's keeping us from being US, from being together?

you fire me up, then extinguish me out...
i lift you high up, then drop you down...
you light me up again...keep me burning
i pick you up again...send you high up soaring

thine heart is destined for mine love,
mine heart harbours thine love,
we're pulling history on chains,
it's stuck on us like permanent stains,
mulling over an inglorious past tale,
pluck off that page, let's live the glorious tale.

tell me that you still believe,
and i'll tell you there's still more we can give.
i'mma be the true definition of love to you; you will be like an angel to me,
let true love take humanly form in me;
and heaven shall take humanly form in you...