söndag 8 maj 2011

On the porch of a blue house
my heart decided to sing
and from its rotten pillars,
a growing joy wanted to swing

How I wish you could imagine what loving me would be like.

On the waves of the sea,
memories appeared
Seemed as though the time had come
To face the things I'd feared.

It's all so hard to trace, you know, where did it all begin
I normally only gamble when I know that I can win
Said, what is this mess I'm caught in, it's so hard to find it's start
And tell me, did we only meet so you could break my heart?

Cause I still don't know what loving you would feel like...
and I still don't know what touching you would be like

Spirito Santo
we're so lost
we're aching

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