Your ears are the shape of hearts,
opened upside down,
So You may hear my heart song.
Even as you munch on a noodle,
Sleep in the crook of my arm,
Or climb the mountain of me…
There is no judgement.
Only love.
Your ears are the shape of hearts,
opened upside down,
So You may hear my heart song.
Even as you munch on a noodle,
Sleep in the crook of my arm,
Or climb the mountain of me…
There is no judgement.
Only love.