Citrusy Sweetness.

Take me back in a black skied summer
take me back to that black park bench, sittin’ next to my mistakes.. alone, breeze throughout my throat, throughout the sound of the cars spinning’ like a record…
Am I awake?
I live in a dream, my love.
I live in a dream made of ages and times I don’t know.
I listen to this song and I travel somewhere around my youth,
while I burn my present as I hide my truth
Where am I, I don’t know
I know the taste of bitterness, deep down my throat
once tasting the citrusy sweetness of a summer
lost in confusion, lost in the tornado of hormones
for somebody I will never be capable to love…

However take me back,
coz’ I wanna love again in a field
watching the stars
even if it’s a lost war
I wanna love again.

Drive me back to that time,
don’t skip it and hold it on the line,
like I am swinging in a parallel night
give me the light,
give me the breathe
I don’t wanna survive
I don’t wanna swim
I just want me to dive.