smashed mirror ball in your arms
that mirror ball is my heart
found dead on the floor of the death disco
I used to die a lot before I met you

your breath is healing me now
your hands are touching me now

this is my love

colours and tropical doubts
we glitter through all blackouts
kaleidoscopical nights we've been through
I used to die a lot before I met you

you live inside of me now
you are reflecting me now

this is my love

BlackBambi | 2008