Just a story in our mind

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Just a story in our mind

I’ve been into this sea, a course is now on me
It’s cold and shivers go down my spine…
I wish I could, but I’m not fine, you are the sinner,
I am just the prey at your mercy waiting at the cross line.
I can bet your heart you are craving mine,
I could be the sailer of your blowing mind,
I will knock you tight so you can’t fight,
The torment I have and hunger for your sight…

Nights are going by, our boat is adrift and I can see the sky
Pouring burning thoughts of making you mine,
So stop deny the heat is not and will never be a dirty lie,
And let your body be confused with mine …
I can bet your heart you are craving mine,
I could be the sailer of your blowing mind,
I will knock you tight so you can’t fight,
The torment I have and hunger for your sight…

Now that I found you I will go deep down profound,
I will touch your wounds and I will make them mine,
You can fight the eager but we both know being convicted
To the sacrifice of painful love is more than living in a lay.
And let the world consider we are two foolish souls,
Let’s drown our mind into each other bitter course,
I’ll be your poison and you will certainly be mine,
As Romeo and Juliet said we will both be fine!

I can bet your heart you are craving mine,
I could be the sailer of your blowing mind,
I will knock you tight so you can’t fight,
The torment I have and hunger for your sight…

I see the moon watching over us, and feel your body so relaxed,
I whisper you words of love and feel crucified
As living this prohibit story seems like being domed to petrified…
So please my love stay near to me and hold me tied,
I know this life is just a story in our mind,
We rise above the grey dark sky to breathe again
And put our stars between faith and one followed plan,
I’ll scream my love for you out loud any direction,
As only God knows I am far from the perfection…
And definitely better sinner in this life to be
Than prisoner of odds and repressed desires as you see!

So I can bet your heart you are craving mine,
I could be the sailer of your blowing mind,
I will knock you tight so you can’t fight,
The torment I have and hunger for your sight…
I can bet your heart you are craving mine,
I could be the sailer of your blowing mind,
I will knock you tight so you can’t fight,
The torment I have and hunger for your sight…

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