Hide and seek
Close you hand,
Tightly hold my life.
It's not that I don't see you,
If you feel me wondering
with my eyes.
It's not that I don't know you,
If you don't hear me asking questions.
It's the cold splash on my cheek,
On a faint idea of reality we will never meet.
Tightly hold my life.
It's not that I don't see you,
If you feel me wondering
with my eyes.
It's not that I don't know you,
If you don't hear me asking questions.
It's the cold splash on my cheek,
On a faint idea of reality we will never meet.
posted by lilly at 10:41 PM
1 Comments:
...tornato al mio golfo sicuro, un po triste, un po confuso...come sempre,
forse perche non so bene l'inglese e non ho capito molto di quest'ultima...
n.(essuno)
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