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Vert (Girls...and Boys Age)

I don't care about what you did, I don't care
Of what you're thinking right now
You're the first picture in my head
When I wake up. The last who dared came back
In her correct form and I knew I'd know
Right now is perfect, right now i'm romantically anguished.

I need to learn again, I need to learn from you.
I suppose I got stuff I can bring to the table too
We can start sharing it all, with our clothes on or not
We can start whenever just please before
My face takes the gloomy turn and someone else
Absorbs you for them and leave me disintegrate.

I don't care what you do, I don't care
Where you're from or where you're going
You're the last picture in my head
When I go back. I'm picking on the same path
Where I died so miserably but melancholy's my friend
Right now you're perfect, right now you grow wings on my back.

Pick me up, tie your hands tight to my wrists
You'll dive harshly in desire's waters
And at one point we'll be left dry
But until then we're tiny reborn flowers
We can be the sun to each others' journey
Be the moon that quench my thirst,
I'll be the earth that grounds your fantasies...

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