My heart has stuck on your left sole…
And I’m a part of every step you make,
No matter how slowly you’re planning to go,
No matter how fast you’re running away…
I am following now your endless concern,
Wondering why you can’t feel me shiver
Under your left sole, or into your hand
As long as you claim to be my lost lover.
But all the stones you build your certain way
Are scratching my heart and make her suffer
So, little red drops will you be seeing one day,
Take off your shoe and search for some cure…
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