On my bed There’s a stage in my head Preventing me from sleeping I am dancing like crazy Endless shouts Maybe this is bringing me to a different dream I’m thinking, I’m thinking Then I think of another thing Holding hands with you Thinking of two different things Then thinking of four different things
I want to go next to you I want to tell you But will I have a chance? On a windy day If you have nowhere to place your heart If rain quietly falls in your heart
Waking up, waking up, I’m crossing the line You don’t have to listen to that, do what you want Just dig your vibe, your limit crashes like the waves Every little things in you, in you, testify There are so many lines but you can’t see them But these lines always squeeze your throat Water […]