Taste of Me - Gala, Bimbo Jones

I don’t need promises

that you know

we won’t keep

if one thing would kill

our love

it would be jealousy

i want to love you

without any demands

i want to keep you

with wide open hands

you can love many

if that’s what you need

but i want every kiss

to taste of me every day, every night

every kiss so sweet

i want it to taste of me every time your heart beats

every fantasy

i want it to taste of me of me, of me…

i want it to taste of me of me, of me,

i want it to taste of me your independent heart

could never be controlled

i’ve got to set you free

to have and not to hold

i want to love you

without any demands

i want to keep you

with wide open hands

you can love many

if that’s what you need

but i want every kiss

to taste of me every day, every night

every kiss so sweet

i want it to taste of me every time your heart beats

every fantasy

i want it to taste of me of me, of me…

i want it to taste of me of me, of me,

i want it to taste of me