Gloria by agentorange

I looked everywhere
your eyes among the crowd
I have crossed seas
withstood storm strongs
for you my Gloria
I miss your way of kiss
How you caressed me
and looked at me in
Your passion burning me,
for me, my Gloria
I remember sitting
on that bench in the park
when the sun lit up
your eyes and i...I died.
While you looked at me my Gloria.
I still dream of you smell,
your body, your black hair,
our usual perverse games,
like insatiable soul and still,
but your not here.
You aren't like my soul,
You're like apart of me
my last missing piece
when everything is dark
you are my light
my Gloria.
Gloria
Gloria light my fire...
Gloria
Gloria in my fire...

• Electronic
• dark ambient
• new wave
• synth pop
• Piombino