(Seal)
The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Isreal
Is looking for a soul to take over
She's looking for some love to sell
The speed that we go is faster
Than anything in soul and mind
She's trained to touch your body, baby
She's trained to blow your fuckin' mind
But you seem to hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on to your love
Making love is just a fairy tale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself
Oh yeah
Woa yeah
What, what, what is good for me
Is good for her
Is good for us in time
The dark eyed, brown haired lover
From hard time Isreal
Is looking for a soul to take over
She's looking for some love to sell
The speed that we go is faster
Than anything in soul and mind
She's trained to touch your body, baby
She's trained to blow your fuckin' mind
But you seem to hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on to your love
Making love is just a fairy tale
And all she ever wanted was to be herself
Oh yeah
Woa yeah
What, what, what is good for me
Is good for her
Is good for us in time
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