I think we are made from the same stardust.
Always close but so far away.
At night I look for the one with the brightest eyes.
I'll find him making a wish on a star.
The pretty little space girl and the alien.
When they kiss they can taste the universe.
They spark with every touch.
Flying away to their own idea of heaven.
What is your idea of heaven?
Mine is me and you.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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