I want to lick you clean from life's bruises.
Take your hand and take you with me.
I want to forgive all your sins.
And show you the way to peace of mind.
Sometimes the power shuts off or there's too much of it.
But the will of tightrope artist can lift you in the air.
From my eyes the world looks foggy and beautiful.
If the future fulfills my dreams.
I'll stay in rest and don't want to born again anymore.
I want to take you on a journey to my thoughts.
And teach you my realizations.
I want to open your eyes renew your look.
And smother the despair.
Sometimes the power shuts off or there's too much of it.
But the will of tightrope artist can lift you in the air.
From my eyes the world looks foggy and beautiful.
If the future fulfills my dreams.
I'll stay in rest and don't want to born again anymore.
Road to thoughts come with me.