Suteki Dane

The wind gathers words
In a tipsy heart
The clouds carry the future
A voice that should be there
The moon sways in the mirror
A trembling heart
The stars flow and spill
Gentle tears
It's wonderful
If we walked hand in hand
I want to breathe
In your town, in your arms
In that chest
Entrust your body
Drift into the night
Dreaming
The wind stops, words
A gentle illusion
The clouds break, tomorrow
A distant voice
The moon blurs the mirror
A flowing heart
The stars sway and spill
Unwritten tears
It's wonderful
If we walked hand in hand
I want to breathe
In your town, in your arms
In that face
Softly touch
Melting in the morning
Dreaming