Tempesta

Tempesta - Tempestade


"I'm running the sand to reach your extended hand...
Every step close, is ten distant equal.
I feel my heart beating, I hear my blood flowing
But nothing compares to the sound of your voice whispering a promise of eternal devotion.
Baby I'm falling, too deep to see the light...
Maybe I'm lost, maybe I'm frost, maybe I'm blind...
The rain is downing as teardrops on a calm ocean...
But the storm belongs inside and the chaos, is part of the masterpiece. "



Y.
03:21h.
02/09/2019.