P.S I love your silver lining sky, Love your sadness and your tranquility, But they’re gone, and your arms are rivulets Of indifference and hostility.
My escaping is unforgivable, Your affection is unforgettable, All the damage is irretrievable… Am I beast of prey or an animal?
We’ve got to flow, we’ve got to flow… Passion is ready to explode… Like waterfall we rock and roll and feel alright. A million dramas in a day; A million faces on my way Were all the same before I came into your sky…