Я мыслю - следовательно, есть чем.
Going through the fog
I'll read your mood
It's like a healing flood
I'm just a dog

Going through your memories
I'll be the one to blame
My life for you is just a flame
Just give me a kiss

Going through cold space
We'll be alive as we can
It wasn't first time we ran
Just be in my place

@темы: стихи, чужой_в_моей_голове