Your lips speak Italian,
your eyes speak in tongues.
Are you like this with everyone?
I see your face at the window,
light streaming behind.
Can I pawn my time?
I think it’s a sign.
I think it’s a sign.
I look in your eyes,
I don’t think you’ll mind,
I think it’s a sign.
Your skin speaks in patterns,
your eyes speak in codes.
Can I buy that load?
From her to the harbour there lies a whole ocean.
I can bide my time.

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