summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath

where the ground is made of stars and everything unclean

your opaline is everything I see

your opaline brings me to my knees



summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath

so much like the ones in and on my skin and somewhere in between

this opaline is everything I see

your opaline brings me to my knees



without you I am nothing

without you I can't believe

this gilded place has everything

but this comfort is not what it seems

it is not what it seems

in between is everything I need



your opaline is everything I see

this opaline brings me to my knees

your opaline brings me to my knees