Let me show you the hidden treasures of the night,
guiding you with cold hands and
a wild heartbeat.
We'll find the most beautiful place:
far from the warm paved roads,
from the noises of the city,
from the lights.
Follow me,
speak to me with your touch and
I'll listen.
Lay with me;
we'll soak up the dampness of the summer air and
let the quiet of the darkness swallow us whole.
I can see the entire galaxy in your eyes,
and you are the only wish
I want to make.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
Let me show you the hidden treasures of the night,
guiding you with cold hands and
a wild heartbeat.
We'll find the most beautiful place:
far from the warm paved roads,
from the noises of the city,
from the lights.
Follow me,
speak to me with your touch and
I'll listen.
Lay with me;
we'll soak up the dampness of the summer air and
let the quiet of the darkness swallow us whole.
I can see the entire galaxy in your eyes,
and you are the only wish
I want to make.
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