Evelin Part 7 In your land

Your lips are dry, hand over your whisper and soul
We will not cry, we're reaching our goal

No kiss will be lost, I'm your irresistible fan
We watch our own show, our series again and again

Right now, you're not opaque, darkness is our friend
And our room isn't fake, please take me by the hand

This is cutting edge, this is a brand-new role
No scary stage fright, our love-game taking its toll

The frame's not shaking, we're stranded in your land
It's made of mellow waters and lukewarm sand



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Kellner
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