Pretty Woman It Must Have Been Love

my version of pretty women because fairytails dont happen in real life Lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground. I wake up lonely, there s air of silence in the bedroom and all around. Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away. It must have been love but it s over now. It must have been good but I lost it somehow. It must have been love but it s over now. From the moment we touched til the time had run out. Makebelieving we re together, that I m sheltered by your heart. But in an