When you walk a way beside me,
I can sense the perfume of love.
The love I cannot see in heaven,
It is the light of my own desire.
You are mine or not, but I carry on.
You are mine or not, I still feel in my dream.
- James Rassel
I can sense the perfume of love.
The love I cannot see in heaven,
It is the light of my own desire.
You are mine or not, but I carry on.
You are mine or not, I still feel in my dream.
- James Rassel