Eyes on top of eyes
reflect on each other
still
light catches
then dissapears
quick breathes
sync in rhythm
hold onto the light of day
like a lonely stranger
occupying ones bed.
The Gerbis - (iv) stand our lyrics- "There's a cold bed in my room tonight/ you make it colder/ colder then the moon light/ never thought it could be/ not have as cold as me/ sitting on the front porch trying to find the melody that will make you love me.
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