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