3 acessos
The road to your heart
Is empty and full of shortcuts.
Winding bends carved
In valleys and up in mountains tops
There are cracks in the sky,
About to swallow me up.
I hope you don't mind
If I take a little longer.
Waving in vain for a ride.
It's difficult to find someone here.
As day goes by, the mist blurs my eyes.
But something tells me not to fear
The road to my heart
Is a mystery to be solved
Looks just like mars,
Out of season.
There are cracks in the sky,
About to swallow me up.
I hope you don't mind
If I take a little longer
Waving in vain for a ride.
It's difficult to find someone here.
As day goes by, the mist blurs my eyes.
But something tells me not to fear.