If you call love, the tic tac burns me
but if you do not call me, you will hug me
the dawn comes, I am the wind that in your sails
swirl I am where you lost the soul and the stirrups
I am and I do not know what happens to me today.
But there is something that I lack:
your look in the clear morning,
the smell of your early skin
And I can not find your heartbeat in the sheets (caresses your voice well ...)
Your crystalline look at dawn,
the aroma of your skin early
waiting until the storm subsides.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing
I missed, I needed your breathing.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing, I missed, I missed.
Draw the dawn to a couple of red lines
in the middle of the aurora
The time that gallops, climbs up my back,
the time I lost, time was shipwrecked,
you were just calling ... voice.
And there is something that I lack:
your look in the clear morning, the scent of your early skin
And I can not find your heartbeat in the sheets (caress me in your voice ...)
Your slow look, sweet love, the warm aroma of your back,
You send it to me when it's gone.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing,
I missed, I needed your breathing.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing,
I missed, I needed your breathing.
Your look, your back, only I'm missing ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)