Inside love
Do not think
You just have to do
If you think first
You won't be true
It's so clear
That all you say
Is something
You'll always obey
Play the tune
Of your inside love
You'll feel free
Like sent from above
You give smile
And they smell sweet
You are God
Of your own special seed
The more you hide
The more obscure
See yourself
Will make you pure
So the one thing
You have got to do
Is look in the mirror
And see the real you
You just have to do
If you think first
You won't be true
It's so clear
That all you say
Is something
You'll always obey
Play the tune
Of your inside love
You'll feel free
Like sent from above
You give smile
And they smell sweet
You are God
Of your own special seed
The more you hide
The more obscure
See yourself
Will make you pure
So the one thing
You have got to do
Is look in the mirror
And see the real you
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| Auteur: Jude | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 december 2005 | ||
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