Solita

She leaves her house with clothes in her suitcase
To embark on a journey to the city, alone on the highway
Leaving her land that was once at war
Trying to conquer the world as if she knew

That someone broke her heart more than twenty times
Well, I will water it every time she kisses me
I won't leave those lips to chance
I will fight again and again

You won't be alone again, all alone
I want you in the mornings, close
I dream of your beautiful mouth
To fill you with kisses as you need

I know you come from below
But still give it all you've got
With me, you won't have a hard time