Or is it a dream?
Why is it that I have fears about this,
I mean I fear waking up, I fear losing this.
If there’s a clock alarm please kill it,
I’d rather dream forever!
My love what I’m trying to say is
I love loving,
It’s so much of what anyone can wish for,
The long conversations we have
Always make my day,
Should I be admitted to a mental institution
Please blame yourself,
‘Cause woman, you make me crazy.
If I could I would just spy you,
Seeing you walking, humming, singing, seriously busy!
Well your appearance makes me own the land,
Your voice makes me pay attention to one thing,
Your touch summarised everything “Love”…
Oh God ngaze Nga“lungelwa” nami