Kissing - Bliss

The red light of the sun

Slowly descending

The sky is all I see it's never ending

We could fly you and I

On a cloud

Kissing kissing

The wind plays with the leaves

The weather turns colder

But as long as we believe

Love doesn't get older

We could fly

You and I

On a cloud

Kissing

Kissing

On a journey of the heart

There's so much to see

And when the sky is dark

You'll be right here

Right here with me

Right here with me

Kissing

Kissing

Kissing