wanderlust

Gustavo Bertoni

I lift you up
But I drain you out
I wonder how
We get along

Our polaroids
Lying on the ground
I love the sound
Of our collide

We're walking on a tight rope
Gazing into wanderlust
You'd put on your white robe
I'd follow with true blue trust

The two of us

Have so many miles to walk
I tried to build the perfect walls
There's no such thing, still, I insist
Guess that's the way it is

I'm moving in
I'm out from the nest
Time to build a life
And I confess

I could never dream
Of a better scheme
Of a wiser girl
Such a pretty pearl