And this is summer in your eyes.
I feel, I live, I'm breathing with your smile
And this is suitable size.
The size of love, the size of yours' pile.
There is no place looks like home.
There is no girl looks like you.
I feel the heart becomes the stone.
And dreams will never become true.
So I can fly to any way.
So I can drink for all the days.
But I can't find my own right way.
And only way is lead to death.
I've read your letter from the past.
The world has changed, it's changed too much.
I'm realized my fate at last,
My fate is waiting for the brunch.
Summer in your eyes
© Copyright: Роман Привалов, 2011
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