WHEN MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – TAKE MY BREATH AWAY, by Berlin

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY – Berlin

Watching every motion, in my foolish lover’s game, on this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame. Turning and returning, to some secret place inside, watching in slow motion, as you turn around and say. Take my breath away, take my breath away, watching I keep waiting, still anticipating love,never hesitating,to become the fated ones. Turning and returning, to some secret place to find, watching in slow motion, as you turn to me and say, my love. Take my breath away, through the hourglass I saw you, in time you slipped away, when the mirror crashed I called you, and turned to hear you say. If only for today, I am unafraid, take my breath away, take my breath away, watching every motion. In this foolish lover’s game, haunted by the notion, somewhere there’s a love in flames, turning and returning, to some secret place inside, watching in slow motion, as you turn my way and say. Take my breath away, my love.

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