SWEET LOVE OF MINE

Hey, little girl, whatīs in your eyes?
Youīre looking at mine like thereīs a big surprise.
Feelingīs prickle seems so strange for you,
but there is just one thing that I want you to do:

Sweet love of mine, taste the sweet love of mine.

Well, come on now, what you are waiting for?
Your bodyīs trembling, no, you canīt ignore,
the need in you slowed by a search of trust
cannot be stopped now `cause doubts are smoke and dust.

Sweet love of mine, taste the sweet love of mine.

Come on, little girl, well, you know itīs alright,
all your doubts and troubles will be gone after this night.
Your motherīs warnings haunt in your head,
but she never knows what you feel in my bed.
I can feel your heartbeat under your skin,
itīs the rythm of love in this concert weīre in.
Can you feel it pounding, can you feel the beat?
So letīs dance together in this symphony of heat.
How I love your kisses, how I love your taste,
you are in my arms and thereīs no time to waste.
Itīs a night of magic and itīs you I adore,
I am totally sure this is what weīre living for!

Đ Christian Grill, 1996 (AKM)