Something like love,
something in your eyes.
Looking for a trip
leaving in my mind a dream like a bird,
wich fling the illusion from my blood to her heart
until become in the begining of the end.
When I`m dreaming, finaly I am starting to find a way to go away.
Maybe I can take your smile in some place on the heaven.
Then I am going to be free.
se-si-bon & some time to see your lips
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