Lining the sun bordering by you this pain, hurts to me, burns to me without your love
you have not called to me, I am desperate are many moons those that I have cried to you.
Lining the sun, desperation is more easy to arrive at the sun, that to your heart
I die by you oeooo living without you and I do not hold, me it hurts so much to be thus lining the sun.
To your house I was and I did not find you in park, in the seat, in the cinema I looked for to you, you
I have more catched between my skin and my soul no longer I can as much and I want to be next to you.
Lining the sun, desperation is more easy to arrive at the sun that to your heart
I die by you, living without you and I do not hold, it hurts so much to me to be thus lining the sun.
Bordering by you bordering
lining, lining, lining the sun
lining, lining the sun
bordering.
