I can not love as it should
I can not look you in the light
away up in flight
I would like to know
how can you complain with a rose in hand
although you have not stuck at all
I would like to know
what you dream at night when you smile
or to provide early
product of a shallow earthquake
you know that love is a touch
and I have hands tied behind his back
help me untie me and I promise
I’ll be the most intense thrill
that you felt so far
help me up
and we walk over infinite
together