Pickled Hearts

Thoughts of you has got me
So old
Sunshine I think of you
It was June by now
The healing was lock down
Fortune can't sleep
I think of caviar too
On a silver spoon
Measure the fun
While we were young
I can easily fade away

A round for everyone
A toast, we went too far
Like poems on dusty books
Old radio songs that I overcooked

Time to interfere now
With age
When a heart is young
You can call me aged wine
High head in the clouds
Don't loose your boots
Sunshine I think of you
Do you know who you are by now?
Pickled hearts
Time over matters
Are you still the same?
I'm still the same my love

A round for everyone
A toast, we went too far
Like poems on dusty books
Old radio songs that I overcooked

Away from you!
Away from you!
How many days or tears we cried
To own a pickled heart



Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Perez
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