• azalean 45w

    Such fools we are, not loving the truth,
    How rebellious of us causing trouble in each other's lives.
    Sweet Sour drops of tears ,
    Dreams and aspirations flying all over our small beautiful world.
    Your thoughts in my already swollen heart, making my hurt beautiful.
    Loud songs and slow dances all evening,
    Tall windows and city lights.
    Causing trouble and wanting each other fully,
    Long nights with love all over the glass ceilings.
    We're the same, denying the existence,
    Such fools we are, not loving the truth.