She, like the fragrant taste of rain,
Rests in my senses, relentless, restless.
Dripping and diving in taunting drops
Through my blue-sky barren being.
And I'm searching for the sign of the smallest cloud.
Split to disintegrate upon the ground.
Gasping and cracking like the skin of my craving tongue,
Dry like the veins of a heart without love.
And i cannot tell the way she feels away from me
Like a layer to be sad.
It is carved in stunning shapes and patterns on my soul,
Carried like dreams to places my body could never go,
Carried like dreams to places my body can never go...
Rests in my senses, relentless, restless.
Dripping and diving in taunting drops
Through my blue-sky barren being.
And I'm searching for the sign of the smallest cloud.
Split to disintegrate upon the ground.
Gasping and cracking like the skin of my craving tongue,
Dry like the veins of a heart without love.
And i cannot tell the way she feels away from me
Like a layer to be sad.
It is carved in stunning shapes and patterns on my soul,
Carried like dreams to places my body could never go,
Carried like dreams to places my body can never go...