FJ

She was barely sixteen and too young to be drinking wine
She belonged to a guy with a car the aggrasive kind
I got high on a rush when my eyes locked on hers
She would not look away and from there it got worse
She came up and said i know that pain doesn't hurt
I should have found the words

We went out in the night to the stars and the mystic moon
We were far from the crowd and a thought shall we get back soon?
But her face was so close and my mind was a mess
And the stars they said no but the moon whispered yes
She took my hand and said i know a place we can go
No one will ever know

Älskar Playing with fire <3