Duchess
The night we met, Don’t delete the bitter kisses. I’m blind, the fool, Lost in the golden era. Maybe, born a little later, Flying with you in the clouds. So, I cry and giggle. You can’t see me; Told you, I’m blind, Blind in your quiet lies.
The night we met, Don’t delete the bitter kisses. I’m blind, the fool, Lost in the golden era. Maybe, born a little later, Flying with you in the clouds. So, I cry and giggle. You can’t see me; Told you, I’m blind, Blind in your quiet lies.