For You Songtext
von Glasshealer

In your arms
A sweet bouquet climbs to my lips to press restart

All my senses soothed with just a look
As we fasten our souls

I have no comprehension of love deeper than for you

My head lays perfectly in the center of the pillow past midnight

Your program loads into my flesh the poem you made me
Our kindling, our fire melts away all impending dooms and destinations