segunda-feira, novembro 26, 2018

Maybe I'm not young any more
I see the light through my hands
when I open the door
I feel happy
but you don't believe
Just only what you see
sometimes you make cry
You're the hard lesson I have to feel
now understand the reason why I'm not at heaven any more
I'm on ground
love keep following to home
Where they believe me there my family
not you
Not even a friend I can call
when I open the door in the morning I see you
I know that I following in love forever
for a stranger
You cross my heart stone
you melt him
Now I full of hope
because I look at your gorgeous eyes 
And I see the mirror of love
I see my life too
I believe feelings happen
when we waste time with toxic people
Now I know the answer I'm not human
I feel different
when I'm with you




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