Warm Song - Мои Ракеты Вверх

Sometimes I think that there is no love and

There’s only pain

With moments of relief

Like your warm

Hand in my pocket

That gives me opportunity to breath

Walk with me and dance on empty street

Drink the rain because it taste like sky

Summer time will come with your footsteps

It’s ok Neverending sorrow

Flows by me

I don’t care

If you ever need me

(Follow my whispers)

Sounding in my head

getting and getting away x3