Tears and passing days
A dream of your fading face
Underneath the clouds…
Tears and passing days
A dream of your fading face
Underneath the clouds…
Time goes by slowly
When we turn the music off
And it’s just our breaths
You’re called a martyr
Yet you don’t know suffering
Love or religion
I’d rather not wait
Whisk me away to a place
Where we can call home
If you asked me if
I’d move with hesitation
But I’d jump for you
We have a taste for
Hot and spicy sweet pepper
Kisses in the rain
An early morning
To take the day to unwind
With no where to go
It was forbidden
I was just falling in love
With someone different
I don’t sing for you
I sing for the bees and trees
And to the mountains
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A soft serenade
For the moon, the sun and waves
I sing everyday
I think it’s a crush
Seeing your face everyday
Has me feeling things