Curve

Ice That Melts The Tips

Curve


Blue
I'm bluer than the water
it's true, 
I'm cleaner than the air 
you breathe
I'm cleaner than the sunset 
in the picture
of that woman 
in your heart
push me into overload
push me into overload

Cold
I'm colder than ice that melts the tips
of the only question
that really exist
to you
the horizon
throws the moonlight 
in the eye
of my hate
push me into overload
push me into overload

Tell me to the heart
Tell me to the heart
Tell me to the heart
Tell me to the heart
Tell me to the heart
Tell me to the heart

I'm cleaner than the sunset
in the person
that sleeps in your heart