keep resting on my arm
the seething sparkles numb
your shining strings brings out
those old songs of voiceless nights
tints on our yearning skin
hands moving in, hands moving in
and you don't have to speak a word
heard it in your heart
beat
skips a lot
if only for me
i'm the only one left in this place
you're the silhouette of my wants
and my needs, my needs, my needs
this scenery reminds me
of a lightbulb universe
who are you now?
still everything reminds me
of our lightbulb universe
who are you now?
