Not a silent moment has passed without a thought of you in my mind.
The soundtrack of our encounters plays as I drive down the street
and all I want is to hold your face.
I will always be yours partially,
let my days be many and my feet be light.
The soundtrack of our encounters plays as I drive down the street
and all I want is to hold your face.
I will always be yours partially,
let my days be many and my feet be light.
doolittle:
your words are beautiful