23 janeiro 2015

There could be love somewhere

Flowers blowing through the wind 
I can feel it from the skin 
while riders feel free in their bikes 
the girl with powerful eyes come alone 
bombshell-supernova-hot spring 
maybe is just autumn’s breath 

come dance with me.
come dance with me. 
we can ride through the night 
watch the time as it goes by 

listening to my folk music
dreaming of great guitars 
listening to our soul come easy 
through the night 

there could be love somewhere.