The sound of your dreams brokeninig,
woke me up in the softly morning of my soul..
I`ve heard you so many times crying..
Why arent`you conserving my soul like I told you so?
The tears you`re dropping slowly now,
aren`t born from pure regrets.
I`ve wished for so long to breath love
and the heat of your dark heart...
I`ve dreamt for so long the taste of your sweet lips..
but all you brought into my life
was tears..doughts..fears