Lyrics: If I Put all the lines Into boundless rhymes Only you would be inside If I Would paint your eyes All the colors to apply Is far from amply When I tell this one more longing time It doesn’t mean no less and I’m Lost again in your overlight And then you are coming back to me Saying that you want to be Withal when we’re eighty When I’m Standing in a room Alone me is so gloom Still feeling how you bloom When I’m Surrounded by the sound All that I hear out Your laugh all around When I tell this one more longing time It doesn’t mean no less and I’m Lost again in your overlight And then you are coming back to me Saying that you want to be Withal when we’re eighty All the words and everything I’ve got Belongs to only one I see him right in front When I tell this one more longing time It doesn’t mean no less and I’m Lost again in your overlight And then you are coming back to me Saying that you want to be Withal when we’re eighty
