You broke into my sweetest dreams
And I can’t get rid of them.
And every time the morning fog clears,
Most of all, I wanna stay there.
You broke into my quiet head
And stole half of my lonely heart.
Police won’t know, that there was a theft,
But my brains rised the alarm.
‘Cause I can’t concentrate, can’t keep attention,
Can’t get a grip, find a little bit courage.
My life has turned endless, universal mention
Of you. Of your character. Of your image.
Heart robbery
© Copyright: Марк Волжский, 2024
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