Look at me now (2003)

Colors of summer
art of joy
ripples of love
little coy.
Golden sand
by the sea
waves of your body
are rocking me.
Surfing the tide
sun is high
sharks in the water
never shy.
Imagine the storm
hurricane
scent of your hair
soft in the rain.

Look at me now
here I'm lying.
In the bed of my dreams
on the sheets I'm dyeing.

Catching the rainbow
in pretty eyes
paint on your cheeks
slowly dries.
Canvas of tears
suffering
smile is a highway to
recovering.
Landscape of light
lost inside
losing of you
I can't hide.
Walls of well-known
galleries
reveal my private
wet memories.

Chorus

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