Релакс Эротическая музыка 6

Glow down a Sunday gray. Fold in with graceless days. No trace can be the same. It's this way. Go down to date no one. Fold in good people stones. And I look to see the sun, and I Know. It's calling me, "Still, breathe." Breath on my skin beat. Every piece a softer stream. And I can take it down, down. Don't think your secret's waiting. Don't think you stay too late, And I know the world keeps breaking. But you're the greatest thing. Don't think your secret's waiting. Don't think you feel so reasoned. It's just a heart that stays, And I'm beginning to graze. It's calling me, "Still, breathe." It's waking up in need of peace. Every step is memory, and I can Feel the seams. Don't think your secret's waiting, But I can stay 'til dawn. In your waking time. This is the way you stay, And I'm the one to play. Don't think your secret's waiting. Don't think your secret's waiting. I feel the taste of laden. Like every song it's saying. And I'm your broken story. Don't think your secret's waiting. It's calling-