I’ve waited, lost in space,
for your warm embrace
or just a trace of that place…
A happy face.
But you chose to silence all the kisses
and all it misses are your words.
Gentle, soft, as it works in silence
as the maze in my mind unfolds.
There’s no sound inside
while the blues I sing now
echoes besides that vow.
From this moment on, somehow.
Seja o primeiro a comentar