Skipping as if I were in school
Blushing beauty shinning through
Control my life if you're my dad
The smell of jasmine brings it all back
It's the way you touch my face
It's the way you slur you words
And the jasmine is there in the spring
It's aromas that make me remember
You're the one muse that keeps me sane
The only muscle pumping blood to my brain
Murmurs howl speak when their told
Just like the slave that cries, he been sold
It's the way you touch my face
It's the way you slur you words
And the jasmine is there in the spring
It's aromas that make me remember you
It's the way you touch my face
It's the way you slur you words
And the jasmine is there in the spring
It's aromas that make me remember you