Take what you love and make it all your life.
What if this soft drawned skin
Had been the ones I was lookin for?
I wasn't fighting enough, I couldn't go on and play
And seize the chance to change the game.
I remained in stone seeing us fading away.
You are my old dream.
You... My perfect storm!
It came in the perfect time,
When I wasn't looking for.
Dance in that storm forever,
For the rest of my life,
Until the last teardrop
To the last smile,
In joy and sorrows
In health and sickness,
For the cradle to the grave.
In a sense of disease my soul is quivering,
Cuz of my fear of changes, I lost the moment.
Have I really let you go away without any sort of fight?
Not this time, not the same mistake!
I don't want the ordinary being taken for granted.
You are my old dream.
You... My perfect storm!
It came in the perfect time,
When I wasn't looking for.
Dance in that storm forever,
For the rest of my life,
Until the last teardrop
To the last smile,
In joy and sorrows
In health and sickness,
For the cradle to the grave.
Are you the better part of me? Are you my special key?
Are you the one I entrust my life?
Why am I still here to ask me why?
In which bed you meet Morfeo?
You are my reality of silk,
My dusk, my dawn of everyday,
You are my perfect storm!
You are my old dream.
You... My perfect storm!
It came in the perfect time,
When I wasn't looking for.
Dance in that storm forever,
For the rest of my life,
Until the last teardrop
To the last smile,
In joy and sorrows
In health and sickness,
For the cradle to the grave.
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