He caressed my skin
Told me to be careful of the sun
Because it would burn
But most of all it would blind me from his love
His love that was to me
In the Daylight.
YOU ARE READING
From moonlight to daylight
FantasyThe moonlight It was of you Each drop of the rain Almost like I was stuck in the mirror of a painting And they called me Rain The name that represents night not day.
Daylight
He caressed my skin
Told me to be careful of the sun
Because it would burn
But most of all it would blind me from his love
His love that was to me
In the Daylight.
