If you don't comeRescue me soonIf you don't comeTake me
All of thisIs yoursYou can lose yourself hereYou're name burst
Your loveA foreignLandscapeYour mouthThe colourOf RubisYour wordsThey cutRight t
Hunters seeking cluesTracks are freshSwift to the killDeep into itYou'll
You shine with coals insideLike diamond horseshoeDying for you nowDying
Monkey shinesSnow capped strangersBlind folded we hold handsGoing nowhere and
Unfold myselfEyes wide and liquidAwaken by fallingWhile you sleepI pour
Dirt roadRow edges of youLast sun has cought youAnd framed
DistantMountainsCause his heart to raceRaceYour wingsIn flightDark and sharpAsph
I'm the girl with sad eyesYou're the boy with warm
Tundra, fjords and iceA small silent manThe lines on his
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