And if we're ever lucky enough
we'll meet each other again.
We'll look into each other's eyes
maybe only for a split second, as we pass by.
Maybe you'll be on your phone,
and I'll have a coffee on my right hand.
And we will cross each other indifferently
but our eyes will know.
'cus the eyes
my sweet, gentle, boy,
they never lie.
//A
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
And if we're ever lucky enough
we'll meet each other again.
We'll look into each other's eyes
maybe only for a split second, as we pass by.
Maybe you'll be on your phone,
and I'll have a coffee on my right hand.
And we will cross each other indifferently
but our eyes will know.
'cus the eyes
my sweet, gentle, boy,
they never lie.
//A
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