Millionaire Love Is A Sickness
Let us shake hands forever, cancel all of our vows
since there's no help come let us, make up, kiss and part
Sorrow is fair
& passion wise
tears are delightful
in your eyes
Love is a sickness
& life of man
cursed from the cradle
less then a span
Nay, I have done, you get no more of me
the time sped by and I shall be released
we were always together, no space in between
let us part ways and never, continue the dream
there is no more together,, time to untie the knot
put a stop to the dwelling, hours, days and years
