So what I have to do?
Taste the minutes, the drops
You're reading me in a new way.
The beads scattered inside,
Difficult tastes.
Chain of pulse is plait into,
Don't afraid of be burn, stay,
And we will flow in neon.
Everything is different…
So what I must to do?
If I'm with you.
What?
I wanted so much
That it'd be sweetly.
So what I must to do?
If I with you.
What?
I wanted so much
That it'd be sweetly.
My sides very concurred with yours.
We reached to the bottom and waves
We swam far out light-heartedly,
Just near to oncoming.
Hold me with breath,
On the end of awareness,
Let loosen our hands away from end,
Flying up to the sky…
So what I must to do?
If I with you.
What?
I wanted so much
That it'd be sweetly.