Eyes Shut
Cold as ice, pure as water is the looking that you have
when you walk at night
Rising fire as desire you always kept aside and never looked inside
Cold as ice, pure as water is the world you wish you had.
You hate the trashy style
Rising fire, as desire you always kept aside and never looked inside
Are your eyes shut expecting the night?
like eyes shut expecting delight
Your eyes shut expecting the light
like eyes shut expecting delight
Are your eyes Shut?
Are your eyes shut expecting the night?
like eyes shut expecting delight
Your eyes shut expecting the light
like eyes shut expecting delight
Autor(es): Verónica Ramos
