Tell me you can read my thoughts
Ten thousand miles away
And tell me its ok to cry
when I cant think of what to say
Tell me that you loved me
just one more time my friend
and tell me this short parting
does not spell the end
Tell me you'll come join me
to laugh within my dreams
that I may glimpse your wild wild ways
and all of your extremes
Tell me colours dont fade to black
once the heart stops beating
and that I'll see your colours soon
upon our destined meeting
And finally dont tell me
any messages of goodbye
for all that you have left in us
death's grip you can defy.
For Elisabetta
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