I wait for the sound, the light always comes first
But nothing more that whispers throbs in the storm.
Aware of each other, there's nothing in between
You and me but the thin dress that flows on your skin
I've opened my mouth and let the surprise out
Now it's curling up your spine and speaks in your ear:
With your large imperial eyes I could see though your skin
And know what you fear,
Make feathers for your wings and night for your dream.
With your large imperial eyes, your dark imperial eyes
I would follow your lips wherever they'd lead
Seek treasures in your skin and pearls in your tears.
One more see to cross I know, one more chance for me to drown.