Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet
Hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this
Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss
Hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know
Don't go!
Summertime, the taste of saint secretes of perfume mist
Console the mind, I take it in lips of pink I kiss
Lonely sky, the more you
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I LISTEN TO THEM
AND ALWAYS
THINK
OF YOU
ALWAYS
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