no one knows who's calling,
we look at our selves.....
some talking souls.....dancing words
beats.....flying above our head
mine for a reason
yours for a reason
we live for a reason...the unspoken
im trying to be invisible
what is the mistery im holding
i want it
i feel you tesing
i want it
a fast firing shot
we start as strangers
how do we get out of this all
who knows whether we will
I dont think so..........
after the glasses were broken
I sit and think
of what
why we dont discuss makin love
it knocks on mine
it knocks on yours
we both hear it
can we listen to it
is it loud
do we want it loud
there enters life
surprisingly
and tells us like a mother to a child
"do not misbehave"
we both look at each other
and smile
lying on the floor.
we continue the journey
ours
we look at our selves.....
some talking souls.....dancing words
beats.....flying above our head
mine for a reason
yours for a reason
we live for a reason...the unspoken
im trying to be invisible
what is the mistery im holding
i want it
i feel you tesing
i want it
a fast firing shot
we start as strangers
how do we get out of this all
who knows whether we will
I dont think so..........
after the glasses were broken
I sit and think
of what
why we dont discuss makin love
it knocks on mine
it knocks on yours
we both hear it
can we listen to it
is it loud
do we want it loud
there enters life
surprisingly
and tells us like a mother to a child
"do not misbehave"
we both look at each other
and smile
lying on the floor.
we continue the journey
ours
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