@migu music@

My shoe lace is tied to yours

Connects me to your endless shore

Sea of me drinks your land

My heart beats your rhytm

I am in your hand

Counting your moles

No need to look for goals

As my destination is you

And reading your life review

I remember running around in the greenest grass

Chasing each other laughing in a late summer light

With every step I had the feeling that life had just begun

The palace with the white walls

With the shades of daylight

Where I was a burglar of my own happiness

Where I felt like an oversized partydress

Oh you know that raising my voice

Wouldnt be my choice

My words won’t beat you up, no

They’ll only describe the whipped cream on top