I try to write you a song
But I had writers block
No words on my mind
I see them all in your eyes
Maybe you can say them at loud
Give them back to me
I will make you a gift
Full of joy and peace
Songs, poems or a letter
Sensitive skin
I would love to hold your knee
Your head back looking at the stars
Flying holding hands
There's no ceiling in our minds
Vibes and sparks
Connecting us
Making us one
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 11:19 AM UTC
I try to write you a song
But I had writers block
No words on my mind
I see them all in your eyes
Maybe you can say them at loud
Give them back to me
I will make you a gift
Full of joy and peace
Songs, poems or a letter
Sensitive skin
I would love to hold your knee
Your head back looking at the stars
Flying holding hands
There's no ceiling in our minds
Vibes and sparks
Connecting us
Making us one
