- cifra
Precious as gold
Your photo is old
Deep and cold
As I just can't hold
Is in these blue eyes
Where my answer is hiding?
Is for these blue eyes
For what should I fight?
Starling is my link to the sky
Your blue eyes are calm as the night
And they are beautiful as they are nice
But the truth is I'm not okay
My dad told me to speak it away
But I am not so assure if I should
I don't even know if I can speak with you
Let's go to the night
Meet me at nine
I am just fine
Let's go drink wine
You can come and tell I'm a fool
Don't need to worry, with that I am cool
Because I can carry any disguise
To see again your little blue eyes
Always when I have a chance
I get frightened and lose all the names
And because that we are not even friends
I don't have a potion of love
Even more a good looking to show
I don't have a cupid at all
So, what should I do to date you in the mall?
