when I come to You
i'm not sure how paradise looks like but i know exactly how's the feeling made it up inside my head, any time when I come to You, my sweetheart
⁂ Writer’s Note: Just a metaphorical, innocent exploration of artistic inspiration with intuitivety, structured around the music's rhythm and creative flow. ⁂ So, thru which corridor of your nerves does happiness infiltrate inside you? And. At what time?