Sat on a National express from London Victoria, missing my woman.........
COACH TRAIN OR PLANE. Coach train or plane,I drive the grey ribbon, they all take the blame, for leaving your place, miles are like heartbeats, till I see your face. Princess to you I plea, hold out your arms for me, I need to see your eyes, feel your breath, hold your embrace. A jigsaw incomplete, a sea a river that never meet, thats me without you, the only truth. CHORUS; The love in your arms, is the love in your heart, in your mind, Im your soul, Im the one. Never before, has my love been so pure, for all time my world turns around you. Guess you know by now that true love somehow doesnt come with a kiss on the lips It may take some time, till you see the sign, to be true to the love thats in you I know its true your the woman in who, Ive found, my very last love, never before have such waves reached my shore, your the first in the love that you bring. CHORUS I'l pray for the day, when being together with you I will stay, never to leave the warmth of yor body, lying next to me. Until I am back with you, limbo and dejavous are the hole in my soul. Princess to you I plea, hold out your arms for me, I need to see your eyes, feel your breath, hold your embrace.