your words seem extremely straight
your thoughts are a cradle of wisdom
you stand up in front of my fate
belaying your head down to freedom
you…you… you…
an emerald green in the blue…
you’re over my shoulder again
you’re something i should have gone through.
you light up and glow in the flame
a burden, a joy, an anxious desire
without you all’s not the same…
there’s nothing to hate, penetrate or admire…
your nature accepts no disguise
shivering lips once deprived of your kisses
speedometer told me we’re ready to rise
but something essential was missing…
you…you…you…
a trembling leaf in the palm of my hand
i fall for you, wrap in you, scatter, and melt…
and maybe, who knows, it's all true.
your words are extremely straight
your songs are a cradle of wisdom
you bend down in front of my fate
i lay down my head for your freedom…
words
© Copyright: Бэла Ио, 2007
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