- cifra
The universe is talking through your mouth
But nobody knows what it says
Come closer
Don't drift away
The stars aligned to bow down for your grace
And you will find a second soul
The kind that you can mix in with your own
You will find a second soul
Someone who vows you'll never be alone
A satellite swirling to the sun
A rose amidst the dunes
Are you tired of searching a place
Where you belong
And you will find a second soul
The kind that you can mix in with your own
You will find a second soul
Someone who vows you'll never be alone
