(claude s.)



You turn your eyes into mine

And i can see my cold reflection,

Smiling as if everything was faltering.

I could touch your skin so softly, as

The breath of winter calls me 'innocent.'

I hear you laughing...

I hear you crying...

As i watch your lips are moving,

Saying words that bring me closer.

If i shut my ears i hear them,

Echoing as if they were inside my head.

I hear you laughing...

I hear you crying...

I don't care about what they said,

All i want is to do is hold your hand,

See this through to the very end,

Never count the hours we've spent

As innocent.

If i smile, i weep inside...

If i laugh, i'm really frowning...