Letras: Terence Trent D'Arby. Wildcard. Sweetness.

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Sing your magic spell
Into my ears
Place a blissful sigh
Into my tears

Cradle my forgiveness
Judging that I'm half a man
If it were not for your sweetness
I would not know who I am

Take your magic broom
And sweep my heart
Rescue Cupid's arrow
From broken hearts

Reaching for completeness
Digging deep into the sand
If it were not for your sweetness
I would not know who I am

I find a shelter in your wings
I find my self-remembering
That I'm in a dream

Blow your moonlit trumpet
And sound my tone
Sing to me your silence
And call me home

I'm not full of answers
Though I pretend that I am
If it were not for your sweetness
I would not know who I am