My lips are burning, where are you- lonely miracle of my imagination
I know you can feel me and touch my soul
Ugly feeling of missing kisses in elevator, lots of passion
Honey, I love this nick and hate it provocative sense of old reminders
How is u? - I'm so so, because days are indicative of the narrow future
Unsaid things, unbelievable helpless, I'm so strong always
But I cannot predict - what is going on with my soul
I can betray you or you can betray me, but this doesn’t help us to be
Out of need not to be lonely
Change the lines, nothing will change
Sheet happens, but u can’t describe it sometimes
To share or not to share - that’s the question)))