I am thinking that, the feckles in your eyes are mirror images and when we kiss. And i have to speculate, that god himself made us into corrosponding shapes, like pieces from the clay. Such Great Heights, by Confide
It's the times that I see you that Darkness takes over.
The days you hold me is when I feel like I'm in the clouds.
My troubles seem to escape in those points we are together.
If only...Those weren't Dreams 3