and you still choose to taste,
to kiss and to laugh.
Morning rises and the moon is there hidden for us,
foolish flowers making me get higher.
Be free, open those butterfly wings
and let me touch the sky.
Would you let me fall?
Would I let you fall?
Allow me to introduce you my innocence,
knitten between your fingers.
We'll lay together on the grass,
smile at the sky
and stop dreaming only when the dream is over,
because today, its only you and me.
