Theo B

What a dream you still love me, whoa

Is it my imagination?

For we reached to one against all white

Left smoke in your eyes

And they were offering me good advice

Try to tie an arrow

Way on top, the statue holding answers

Let us sometimes fly away

We're left like this, oh, here in me

It's her imagination

Untie my hands, so I can fly away

To another world and they

Were offering me good advice

Try to tie an arrow

Way on top the statue calling answers

Let us sometimes to fly away

You shut my eyes, but I remain

Ooh, I was staring naked to your hands

Where were you when I was calling, dear?

And I wear 40 rings to grab appeal

Oh, I was staring naked to your hands

Where were you when I was calling, dear?

And I will have some answers

Anyway, then you hold me, I was in the womb

You