Tales of a poetic waltz
My heart is a compass, forever lost in your celestial eyes
Where starlight whispers secrets, and my soul replies
What beautiful swimming pools of star constellations, Ive drown in them like fallen sailors above
I kidd you not when I call you a walking contradiction,
Who've buttered cracks in my mask...
Where starlight whispers secrets, and my soul replies
What beautiful swimming pools of star constellations, Ive drown in them like fallen sailors above
I kidd you not when I call you a walking contradiction,
Who've buttered cracks in my mask...