Phenomenons کے بول

I'm in a clear room Everything is making sense Touch me first touch me once, but I just want to hang out I know you might be confused Copperheads soar through my gloom Every time you come over here I smile Like humming dirigibles I've always needed you Across the landscapes of my body You put me in the mood A galaxy plateau shooting through Oh you're growing from the ground off the old town How can your love be real? Every motion moves away from gold But you're not afraid to claim what's yours Never leave your book out in the cold