And whisper you on the pillow face
And night is night
While I was drunk from top to bottom
What is possible...
If it is to bend, then my back should bend
If it's gonna spill, let my word be
To chirp like a bird your name into the night
What is possible...
I couldn't hear the songs playing
I couldn't smell the smelling rose
It was raining, I couldn't get wet
I fell in love so quickly with you...
Finally got drunk
This is what i found
You were he, I heard you...
Pattern that; you are free
I would say I'm not..
Pattern that; be a bird, settle, fly away
I would say I'm not..
If we collide with our eyes
If you ask what would you say to me?
I would say mmmm
I couldn't say
My eyes used to say...
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