The smell of jasmine

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