Every corner seems to be in love with him
Over little dreams, dans the Cruise,
Heartbeats over hearing in the summer rain
Laughing about dreams,
Honey dew.
Honeysuckle is my queen,
She's smiling upon him,
She's so violent and proud,
Chanting softly walking high,
Feeling hypes above the sky,
There are lovers, real on games,
Walking roses overnight.
I'm just happy on my way,
Sunshine brights for me again,
Sweet carnage,
Follow kisses,
Hit the rain,
I got nothing more to life for
Since I finally find my way,
Dark soft roses,
Dark spring,
Honey love over the hill,
Commonly hidden by fiends.
-Luis Feliz
Italian love - Luis Feliz