insomniac
Baby, tell me how can I tell you
That I love you more than life?
Show me how can I show you
That I'm blinded by your light.
When you touch me, I can touch you
To find out the dream is true.
I love to be loved by you.
It is illusion. You are an illusion. And poison. And everything which can destroy me easily.
We are both searching for something called Love...
it's hurt. dear.