En peores piscinas hemos nadado!

snapreality:

I wanna be the lyrics in your song,
the empty crowd in your lonely soul.
Touch your lips, like no one you’ve known
and make you feel, that you’re not alone.

I wanna be the brightness in the dark,
the clearness in the shadow,
the shattered dream, you once tore
but now your witness, burnt in hope.

Let me be your winter in the spring,
cut the roses, beneath the leaves.
Hold your hand, in your hidden world
and get stoned, while we make love.

Alb.