The way my cheeks glow,
when I know that soon,
I’ll be in your arms,
I am a supernova,
singing your name to the soft blue sky,
as the birds bother each other with their stories of the mad girl who makes a melody of her romance.
The way my cheeks glow,
when I know that soon,
I’ll be in your arms,
I am a supernova,
singing your name to the soft blue sky,
as the birds bother each other with their stories of the mad girl who makes a melody of her romance.
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