Tailor made for me


I thought it's a dream
But again dreams do come true.
It in the way you look at me
that my heart fealt it and my soul agreed.
The Tailor made from heaven can't fit me?
Right here... in front of me but so far away
How do I let go?
Without telling you that too good to be true
is what made me to fall for you.
How do I let go without trying?
Perfect Tailor made for me.

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