(claude s.)
You turn your eyes into mine
And i can see my cold reflection,
Smiling as if everything was faltering.
I could touch your skin so softly, as
The breath of winter calls me 'innocent.'
I hear you laughing...
I hear you crying...
As i watch your lips are moving,
Saying words that bring me closer.
If i shut my ears i hear them,
Echoing as if they were inside my head.
I hear you laughing...
I hear you crying...
I don't care about what they said,
All i want is to do is hold your hand,
See this through to the very end,
Never count the hours we've spent
As innocent.
If i smile, i weep inside...
If i laugh, i'm really frowning...
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