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​Another Russian Romance Novel

This song is by Avila.

Crying myself to sleep because I miss you
The colors in my dreams are wrinkled
Today grows longer with every waking hour
As you make airplane trails in the sky above me
This is a story I dedicate to all the flavors that you bring to my life
This is a song that I sing to make things seem like they're all right
It's the way your hands a mold for mine that brings me back every time
Crying myself to sleep
I can taste the formula that makes you shine
The way you move your hands is science
The way you move me has no inertia