I felt you there, with me.
I know you are always there...
but this time we were so close.
I missed the feeling of you and me like that.
You were there and nothing else mattered,
all the noise was muted.
We were on our very own piece of heaven.
You made it, it was heaven `cause you were there.
Wonderful... come to me more often.
I feel lost when you stay quiet, when you stop talking.
Because with you is so soft, simple, natural, easy
because with you there is no room for pain or tension
just both of us in our piece of heaven.
Come to me more often
stay with me always
keep talking, keep whispering to my ear
dont let me go.
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