I used to rent with trees, I have a car, I close my eyes and wait,
for the echo, and you gave me no hurry care, I watched you in the dark, never seen nothing like it, no one is but your spot.
I used to follow you, follow you for days, as if it's not by you, just shadow away.
I watched you follow you, your hands was all cold, under the spell of a circle, I left my face young.
For my heart is like an ego, I love to fall from the sky, it's all beautiful to see right through the water's edge.
And I love your hands, I let them leave me to be your cylinder, but your body was born to play, but your eyes are mine, the color of my soul.
For my heart is like an ego, I love to fall from the sky, it's all beautiful to see right through the water's edge.
And I love your hands, I let them leave me to be your cylinder, but your body was born to play, but your eyes are mine, the color of my soul.
And I love your hands, I let them leave me to be your cylinder, but your body was born to play, but your eyes are mine, the color of my soul.
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