A pillow, soft sheets, blue walls
and dreams hanging in my wardrobe.
Hopes on the shelf,
broken stories inside my drawer.
Sunrays through dirty windows,
dirty windows as my soul,
soul notes flying around me,
every one written is for you.
In this world you have your place,
in this world that remains your face,
in this world that will be yours as long as you deserve,
in that side of the bed, there's our world.
Clothes will be our Eden's floor,
take chances and be worthy,
I wanna run away from pain.
Swear you won't ever leave your bed's side.
My pocket's full of keys for you,
all of them are new oportunities.
Open those doors and sail among
a pillow, soft sheets, blue walls
and dreams hanging in my wardrobe.
'Cause it's our Eden,
'cause it's my heart beating at your rhythm,
maybe loving you is the greatest thing I've ever done.
Promise you won't ever leave it.
