A PLACE AT THE WINDOW...

WITH ME,

YOU SAID,

BEFORE WE GO,

CERTAINLY IT`S...

THE BEGINING OF THE MIGHT BE,

WE SING THE POINT TO BE,

THE INTERESTING POINT,

RUNNINIG IN THE DRESS`S ALLWAYS,

YES IT DOES.

PAINTING THE FACE WITH AGRESSION,

OVER HAS WELL COMMUNICATION`S FEELINGS,

WE LIVE IN THE WORLD OF MOMENTS IN TIME,

IMAGINING WORDS LIKE YOU AND ME,

YOU LOOK GREAT GOING LIKE THIS,

HIDDING YOUR EYES,

AHEAD MY EYES,

WITH LEGITIMED QUESTIONS ABOUT WRITES,

FIREING TO MINUTES A LOT OF LOVE.

THE CLOCK LOOKING TO THE LIGHT MOMENTS,

READING BEFORE WE RUN THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN,

IN THE BEST AND IN SUCEESS,

HERE WE SAY,

STOP,

THE MOMENT IS GOOD,

LETS TAKE IT TO THE GARDEN,

SIT AND TALK,

BEFORE WE CERTAINLY BEGIN TO SING OUR WINDOW`S SONG,

TO RUN THE WHAT...

IT`S WRONG WITH THE DRESS`S ALLWAYS,

THE LAST AND NOT THE LIST,

BUTTON,

AND CLEAR THE FACE`S PAINT SYSTEM COMMUNICATIONS...

OUR AGRESSIVE KISS ON THE STREET.

DO WE REMENBER...

WHAT IT TOLD TO US THIS MORNING?

WE HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO DO AND TALK ABOUT IT,

THE WIND`S WORDS SAY,

WE`VE THINGS LIKE THAT,

EXPENSIVE MOMENTS IN TIME,

AND WE DON`T WANNA LOOSE THINGS,

THAT WE`VE LIKE THIS,

OK SOMETHIMES THINGS DISAPEAR,

YOU KNOW?

WE`RE OUT OF TIME,

AND I`VE LOST TODAY YOUR LAST TRAIN SMILE..

SEE YOU,

IN A MIRROR`S BURNING NIGHT...

NGR