On that street,you walk toward meI hope your eyes touch mineBut you are fine,You're not free.I don't know what to doOnce moreOn my direction you areI do my besthands through my haireyes fixedwill cut the air.But you are resoluteYou're out of boundsyou keep on your way.On that streetI walk againwith my heart full of pain.Dreaming of you
Hoping destiny helps,
Or chance make us
Create our own way.
In the middle of the night,
I seek your eyes,But they insist being far from mine.As a stubborn girl, I go after them'till your glance meets my wink's jitter.Smoothly, we walk foward the brightness of happiness.On the ceiling,the sky become our shelterand the stars the only witness.Pores, waves, whispers, only one body they see...But its time to go..."That's our time" - they say.Tic-tac...Tisc, tisc...Seeking again my eyes are...
Mirelle