Deep in my blood,
Under my skin,
I feel your love
Within.
Falling apart
Under your spell
I got no words to tell.
Oh, no…
It’s always in my head,
Always something new,
It makes my body burn.
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you.
I see your silhouette,
Coming into view.
No matter where I turn –
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you.
What is the true
Meaning of life?
Why are we still
Alive?
And our hearts
Beat just as one.
No place for me to run.
Oh, no…
© Andrew Mosckalev, 06.03.2017
It s You
© Copyright: Андрей Москалёв, 2017
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