There's a heart in the states that beats for your embrace just to be in the grace of your negative space. I tell it not to be so damn naïve but when my brain agrees, oh you better believe. It's not lust. It's need. When I try to swallow the feeling devours me. It's not lust. It's need.
There's no heart in my place. I have no breathing space. Took the flower from the vase, left the vase in case. I will catch my breath along with your caress. I'll wear that yellow dress till there's nothing left.
I don't care if I'm alone. Your shadow don't haunt me no more. You were the calm before my storm. You will be forever more.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
