The past is the past, the future unformed
You prefer to be in this minute with me
Create it yourself on concrete
A certain place in the mythology of romance
Covered with initials of forgotten lovers
Defy the madness in front of me
It is better than reality
In the heart of my inner solitude
We will vanish into another world
Multiple layers of reflections
Shape this very image of ourselves
You love to be in this moment The past is the past, the future unformed You prefer to be in this minute with me Create it yourself on concrete A certain place in the mythology of romance Covered with initials of forgotten lovers Defy the madness in front of me It is better than reality In the heart of my inner solitude We will vanish into another world Multiple layers of reflections Shape this very image of ourselves Explain Request ×
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