Monday morning
You wrote me hi
Looks like I am important
Am I?
You...
tea and cigarettes
Me...
melodies and loneliness
Walking in these dark paths
Like Icaro flying to the sun set
We have a clue
But we don't know yet
Living in the Lauper's mat
I just take
In a 80's song a match
Your name sounds
As a candy bar
I love your eyes
Even they are far
Between passions and pics
Written by feather
Far is a place
We don't belong together