Artist/Band:
Tamia
Lyrics for Song: Still
Lyrics for Album: More
Yeah, yeah
Usually when two people are together
For a long time things seem to change
ItÂ’s been said that nothing good lasts forever
But this love gets better every day
We get all excited inside,
every time that we get alone
he's still got love in his eyes,
and I still got love in my soul
Still and still, feels like the first time we met
that I kissed and I told you I loved you
We still run around like teenagers
Even though we're grown and married with kids
And we still, talk on the phone for hours when IÂ’m away,
he still writes letters and sends me flowers every other day,
the question everybody asks, is how we make it last,
I tell them I still, he still, we still
Now I still smile in the morning,
when I realize IÂ’m still in his arms
We know everything about each other,
but we still keep holding on yeah
We never gonna break up, we be always there to make up
as long as we stick together we'll climb higher
IÂ’m gonna ride with him to the wire,
our love is never gonna end,
we're on fire
Still, feels like the first time we met
that I kissed and I told you I loved you
We still run around like teenagers
Even though we are grown and married with kids
We still, talk on the phone for hours when IÂ’m away,
He still writes me letters and sends me flowers every other day,
the question everybody asks, is how we make it last,
I tell them I still, he still, we still
We go through problems just like everybody else,
but I really don’t mind, ´cause it makes us, keep it fresh,
now its sadder than an argument, is the thought we may have never been
He's my lover, my babyÂ’s father, my lifetime partner and my friend
Still the man of my dreams,
and he's still the man for me,
and IÂ’m still in love with him, so deeply,
I think IÂ’ll sing it again,
Still the man of my dreams,
and still the man for me,
and IÂ’m still in love with him, deeply deeply
Still, feels like the first time we met
that I kissed and I told you I loved you
We still run around like teenagers
Even though we are grown and married with kids
We still, talk on the phone for hours when IÂ’m away,
He still writes letters and sends me flowers every other day,
the question everybody asks, is how we make it last,
I tell them I still, he still, we still
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