especially at night when it isn't dark
i feel this need in my heart
i remember you sayin': "you've got bubbles in your blood"
it's hard to believe it when not even the air could fill the beating emptiness
your funny laughter so hoarse
not even the clouds could ever pour out all the tears and years before your age
one sweet day i might remember how world was
one sweet day i might not have forgotten how your face looled like when i looked at your face down
steadily at your eyes i used to stare, i feel i need to compare all the times we have bubbles in our heads, easily we lived then
when not even the bomb could bring us to the sadness, your funny laughter would sound like not even the gods of heaven allow to the voice of an angel of green earth's face