Do you really think she can love you more than me, do you really, really think so Do you really think she can love you more than me, baby I know she won't Cause I loved you, unconditionally, I gave you even more than ,I had to give I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life
Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Please, please don't leave me
I won't believe, that you really, really, wanna leave me, just because of her Have you forgot about, all the things, we've been through, she was not the one, who was there for you See, I loved you unconditionally, I gave you even more than ,I had to give I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life
Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Down on my knees, I'm begging you, Please, please don't leave me
Don't leave me, I'm begging, I love you, I need you, I'm dying, I'm crying, I'm begging, Please love me I love you, I love you, I'm begging, please love me, I'm begging, I'm begging, Please don't leave me, no, no, no, no, no
Down on my knees, I'm begging you...
Down on my knees, de J.O. Ogunmakin e G. Brenner
Foto de Jean Marc Lubrano and Clam
Nasceu na Alemánia, de pai nigeriano e mãe cigana. Morou em Londres e agora anda entre Paris e Nova Iorque, sempre com um pé na Africa. O lugar da Ayo é esse blog. Seu canto dói e faz bem ao mesmo tempo. Prestem atenção na moça.
