Elodie Adams

Elodie Adams

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If You'd Let Me Love You

Written By: Elodie Adams

Oh, I would love you.
Oh, how I would love you.

Oh, I would love you,
If you'd let me,
Darling, if you'd let me love you.

Don't be intimidated,
Oh I've deliberated,
The subject of you,
The exquisite nature of you,

Oh darling I have waited,
Anticipated,
The touch of your skin,
To be the one your lips are kissing.

The only love I've ever known,
Is a kind of unrequited,
Oh, if I could be invited,
Into your arms.

Ohh I would love you,
Oh how I would love you

Don't be intimidated,
Oh I've anticipated
The touch of your arms,
The only love I've ever known.

Oh I would love you
Oh how I would love you

Discretely,
Innocently,
Senselessly,
Devour me,
Innocently.

Oh how I...

Staring Game

Written By: Elodie Adams

You are the script of a boy,
The voice of a man,
The appearance of a child,
When you... take my hand.

It's the same blue shirt,
That clings to your skin,
You know it drives me crazy,
But I notice what you're in.

Oh, honey... oh...

Oh! Are you thinking of me?
Cos all I think of is you-ou...
In this game we like to play,
It's me you're losing it to.

Are you longing for me?
Cos boy I'm longing for you,
It's called The Staring Game,
Cos it's all you seem to do.

Cos I know I'm the girl,
Who catches your eye,
I know you won't admit it,
But you're kinda shy,

You only say words,
You think we ought to be,
I can see it on your face,
That smile is meant for me.

Oh, honey... oh...

Oh! Are you thinking of me?
Cos all I think of is you-ou...
In this game we like to play,
It's me you're losing it to.

Oh, are you longing for me?
Cos boy I'm longing for you,
It's called The Staring Game,
Cos it's all you seem to do.

Oh, honey... oh...

When we're looking at each other,
And the world's passing by,
You take a hold of my hand,
Under the sunny sky.

You say there's no one at all,
Who loves me like you do.
Then you take me in your arms,
And you start kissing me too.

Oh! Are you thinking of me?
Cos all I think of is you-ou...
In this game we like to play,
It's me you're losing it to.

Oh do you want me boy?
Cos honey, I want you,
It's called the Staring Game
Cos it's a game for two....

Staring Game

Written By: Elodie Adams

Our circumstance tends to interfere,
With the voice that can become me,
That lingers in my ear,
A silent declaration,
Of sung anticipation,
Resisting Inhibition,
Allowing to begin...

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.

I wanted to strip you of your sin,
To feel my arms around you,
And to feel your soul give in,
And every time I'd touch you,
You'd tremble in your skin,
Resisting inhibition,
Allowing to begin.

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.

Ah...

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.

Angel

Written By: Elodie Adams

Our circumstance tends to interfere,
With the voice that can become me,
That lingers in my ear,
A silent declaration,
Of sung anticipation,
Resisting Inhibition,
Allowing to begin...

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.

I wanted to strip you of your sin,
To feel my arms around you,
And to feel your soul give in,
And every time I'd touch you,
You'd tremble in your skin,
Resisting inhibition,
Allowing to begin.

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.

Ahh...

Angel, oh you're my Angel,
When can I belong to you,
Oh, you're my angel,
Perfect Angel,
To want what is immortal,
Is to mean something to you.