your fresh blond hair is like spring to me
your blue eyes, almost sky
i'm not afraid of, i'm not afraid of
getting drawned in your bed
your sunday smile is like cold to me
your bright eyes i must share
i'm not afraid of, i'm not afraid of
spending my whole life inside your head
and know i think of what to say
now i wonder what to say
i look at you
and i just say
it's all good
your pure white skin is like a world to me
your breath keeps me go
i'm not afraid of, i'm not afraid of
getting frozen by your cold cold hands
and now i think of what to say
now i wonder what to say
i look at you
and i just say
it's all right
i tried to hide the things that you should not see, and i'm back and
