I'm lying here right on the floor
Thinking of you, thinking of you
It's a circle: again and again
My life seems to be about you...
I'm dying here right on the floor
Cause you’re so far but close to my heart
Close to my mind - I'm fond of you...
A Melody of my dream says: “hey, don't
be afraid, he thinks of you too” -
He’s lying on the floor
Thinking of you, thinking of you...
I'm crying right through the night
Cause I’m alone only thinking of you
You’re living and living only in my hazy
dreams that will never come true...
But I love you, only you
It's like a puzzle needed to be full
Like a rain I want to be under
Not to feel the pain like a thunder.
Like my music I want to be in
Like my memories
That I want to share with somebody
like you...
Thinking of you
© Copyright: Аня Маленко, 2020
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