Poetrey and music

I sailing on the clouds

Looked back, and saw those wild eyes
You surprise me always
Less or more, it is the same
I don’t have to search the world over
My feeling is still clear
And that no one will sleep when you are there
So I kept a low profile
But I saw you all the time
How you smiled and skroderade words
It was a few months since the last time
And your styles make me wild
And you get me hot