I guess I love the way
you listen with your lips
I guess I love the way
we live inside our dreams
You take away the tears
With one insignificant laugh
One look at us
in the lazy afternoon hue
I know why I'm with you
Why am I so hesitant to accept your lips and laugh?
To run away in your eyes
full of sunlight
Because my pupils never grow
You might be blinded by the light.
Because I see storm clouds
It is raining,
drops of
my blue
tears.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 12:38 PM UTC
I guess I love the way
you listen with your lips
I guess I love the way
we live inside our dreams
You take away the tears
With one insignificant laugh
One look at us
in the lazy afternoon hue
I know why I'm with you
Why am I so hesitant to accept your lips and laugh?
To run away in your eyes
full of sunlight
Because my pupils never grow
You might be blinded by the light.
Because I see storm clouds
It is raining,
drops of
my blue
tears.
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