You're generating the image
Stealing colours right out of time
You never know what can happen
Sound on sound, side by side
Automatic sighs, i can hear
Them from you
Mirrors in our eyes, i will be there
Taping words of desire
No meaning they just repeat
Radiate in the shadows
Where the lonely sometimes meet
Leave the past behind
And i will give it to you
When you cross the line
Automatic sighs
Mirrors in our eyes
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