my picture of you is a picture of me a creation of lust a construct of love and you will only glow inside of me as long as i let you be
you're my lovely butterfly construct if i want i'll paint you red and when i want to leave i'll paint you black
i formed your wings so beautiful as pretty as i wanted to here some blue and violet my passion is your destiny
on my imagination you depend you're only made to shine for me you're only made to dance for me in the skies i paint for you and me
i imagine skies that are demanding and if you want i'll let you fly but all the time please keep in mind when you fly too high i'll let you die
then i'll pin you on my wooden board where your colours will slowly fade and i touch your wings so tenderly already dreaming another dream
my picture of you is a picture of me a creation of lust a construct of love and you will only glow inside of me as long as i let you be
you're my lovely butterfly construct if i want i paint you red and when i want to leave i paint you black |
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