Travel Musings – Câmera – letras

The road to your heartIs empty and full of shortcutsWinding bends carvedIn valleys and up in mountains topsThere are cracks in the skyAbout to swallow me upI hope you don’t mindIf I take a little longerWaving in vain for a rideIt’s difficult to find someone hereAs day goes by, the mist blurs my eyesBut something tells me not to fearThe road to my heartIs a mystery to be solvedLooks just like marsOut of seasonThere are cracks in the skyAbout to swallow me upI hope you don’t mindIf I take a little longerWaving in vain for a rideIt’s difficult to find someone hereAs day goes by, the mist blurs my eyesBut something tells me not to fear