Memories

Remind me of your eyes Are they still as sweet as your letters You used to send to me When we were fourteen I miss your tender hands And the way you used to fondle Them into my hair, until I fall Asleep into them Your gentle touch, your little jokes Your pretty smile, your light skin I know those are just memories But what wouldn't I do to kiss you again Pretty Habiba Am I the one who still makes your heart beat You know how to hurt me And I know you will never do it Ooh baby I still have your smell on my mind You know that you will always be the queen of my heart Your gentle touch, your little jokes Your pretty smile, your light skin I know those are just memories But what wouldn't I do to kiss you again The love we had, our dreams The sweet little names we used I know those are just memories But what would you do to kiss me again