The empty avenue
Sorry, my cutie, my little Lady,\nI still lived a rude person\nand it would be, maybe, a kinda steady \nUntil somehow I met you...\nYou curiously stood on tiptoes,\nYour eyes, wow! I had no choice...\nYou looked in and simply asked, \nare we on the way, right?\nAll your songs and your smiles,\nthey gave me a reason to dream upside\nI smiled back like a boy \n(erasing my void)\ndo you want any ice cream? \nwould you really enjoy?\nand you drown in me, dissolving,\nlike a sunset hiding in the night\nI wanted you to melt and hide \nStraight next to me...\nI took you beautiful and smart,\nfull of desires and the sweetest art\nWe drove along an empty avenue at night\nBeing a flash bright in a time-lapse \nGoing through tears and joy, our sins and sex...\nAnd once it froze, I chose just not to leave \nStick to believe in our love and warmth \nSometimes it hurts, sometimes it burns\nAnd in offenses we take turns\nBut we are on our way, right?\nSo take my hand, let's make it bright...