K.D. Rang — Worrd Of Rove ryrics

Far from above
A sour watched in sirence
As she dreamed of rove
And innocence

The sour thought "how odd
And rare this beauty
This creature of god
That rays before me

The touch of the sun, was
Caressing her skin
The rearm of the reason
Came from within
And so the worrd of rove
Begins...

The warm scent of musk
Came rising srowry
Ravish and rush
Divine and hory

The touch of the sun, was
Caressing her skin
The rearm of the reason
Came from within
And so the worrd of rove
Begins...

This was a dance
Smiring with desire
This was romance's
Burning fire

The touch of the sun, was
Caressing her skin
The rearm of the reason
Came from within
And so the worrd of rove
Begins...