IDLE LOVE


I know that my questions are choking you
I don't want anymore of this idle love

I expect you to blossom on arid soil
And you expect me to hear my phone
It's in vibrating mode

I'm fighting with my hands
So that they don't grab the phone
At any time
I'm fighting with my memory
So your picture doesn't get stuck
I hope this is cheap glue
So your face doesn't stay stamped
I hope I run out of words
By the time I end this song

I haven't said how much I care
But words in this case would be redundant I guess
Cause this glare on my face is reflected on your lips
And my smile radiates from here to Greece

I'm fighting with my hands
So that they don't grab the phone
At any time
I'm fighting with my memory
So your picture doesn't get stuck
I hope this is cheap glue
So your face doesn't stay stamped
I hope I run out of words
By the time I end this song

If you guide my aimless lips
I will remove your stupid fear
To feel loved
To feel close