Afraid of empty cell today,
With air so chilly and so chained,
I paint one for tomorow's luck,
Where walls are tender, thin and flamed.
Peaceful place it is,
with something bangin on the door,
It's panic of another yesterday
that I again decide to ignore.
On the edge of stormy shack ,
a »perfect for eachother« bell,
Happy and addictive sound
checks me into our »ment to be« hotel …
I wanted a room with a view of your heart,
Your love in a frame as a fine piece of art.
Your touch as a blanket,
For breakfast your smile,
I got a room with a view of your heart …
Peaceful place it is,
with a breeze on the other side of the door,
It's only one more tear of joy
that I just can not yet ignore.
I let it in I close my mind,
again »perfect for eachother« bell,
Silent yet extremly sharp
checks me into our »ment to be« hotel …
I wanted a room with a view of your heart,
Your love in a frame as a fine piece of art.
Your touch as a blanket,
For breakfast your smile,
I got a room with a view of your heart …
We wanted a room with a view of our hearts,
our love in a frame as a fine piece of arts.
Eachother's touch as a blanket,
For breakfast our smiles,
We got a room with a view of our hearts …
6 komentarjev:
W.A.U! Pesem, ko se mi zraven začnejo delati slike ... and I love to come to your room coz it has such a beautiful view 2ur heart.
Anytime ;-) It can be pretty f** up sometimes but more or less it's fun ;-)
lol... u are never bored... that is for sure :-)
@ Callisto: Amen! :-)
Hvala,hvala,hvala.
To je vse kar lahko rečem.
O pesmi ne bi govoril ker kot sem že enkrat napisal bi bilo preveč kičasto bi pa rad ob tej priliki pohvalil fotko. Marta a so tele fotke tvoje delo?
@ saso: saso niso, ampak sploh ni slaba ideja, da bi meni marta v prihodnosti posodila kaksno svojo fotko, jaz pa njej kakšno besedo in bi ustvarili nekaj skupnega :-) bom predlagala!
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