one day

I`ll be yours..(Placebo)


 you have your own world, I still hide.

 but it`s the question of my life.

 I will accept your varied style

 but hardly ever name you "mine".

 the window`s covered in cocaine,

 I am in winter, you`re in Vein.

 but I believe - one cloudy day

 the snow will change into the rain

 and cotton sky`ll reflect  your eyes.


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