Paroles de Sunday

So you want to be the only one To touch me right here Between the valleys When the valleys protect me still Open plans and open bodies A small seed of an open mind That we nurture in kind Well maybe in a different timeline I was the perfect girl for you Like a doll on your shelf Never wanting So you want to be the only one To reach me at this time When the Moon's so full and bright My hands outreach towards to you I'm holding on too tight And I find myself grasping at light Well maybe in a different timeline I was the perfect girl for you Like a doll on your shelf Never wanting