Eyes of kindness
- Paula Rossi
- 12 de mai. de 2024
- 1 min de leitura
I thought I was too old for love,
Writing about it should be enough.
Then I found you, with eyes of kindness,
And I never felt confined again.
If the rain floods the city streets,
If mountains crumble at our feet,
You'll be my shelter, my sacred dome,
When stars fade and I'm far from home.
When dreams stretch out, vast and wide,
When I feel like I'm not enough
You'll look at me with eyes of kindness,
And in your embrace, I will find my peace.