作词 : 刘国鑫
作曲 : 刘国鑫
编曲 : 刘国鑫
Your laughter's honey dripping in my veins,
Every glance a sugar rush I can't contain.
We paint the town in shades of strawberry wine,
Two fools spinning 'round this caramel skyline.
If love were math, you're my infinity sign,
No algorithm could ever redefine.
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You're the sweetest gravity pulling me close,
A candy-floss universe where nobody knows.
Through supernova crashes or moonlit retreats,
Our love's the syrup that makes bitter times sweet.
Hold me like the dawn clings to the night,
This golden hour burns eternal, satellite.
---
Your whispers melt like chocolate on my skin,
July fireflies trapped in a snow globe grin.
We rewrite fairy tales with GPS tracks,
Mapping constellations on each other's backs.
If hearts had flavors, yours would be sunrise,
A cinnamon swirl no storm could compromise.
---
You're the sweetest gravity, my cosmic true north,
A dessert island where all broken ships dock.
Let hurricanes rage or galaxies freeze,
Your kiss is the anthem that brings me to knees.
---
We're binary code dancing in analog streams,
AI can't compute how real this love seems.
Suno may craft the beats, the rhythm, the rhyme,
But this fire in our souls defies space and time.
---
From pixelated beginnings to hologram years,
I'll choose you through laughter, through chaos, through tears.
作词 : 刘国鑫
作曲 : 刘国鑫
编曲 : 刘国鑫
Your laughter's honey dripping in my veins,
Every glance a sugar rush I can't contain.
We paint the town in shades of strawberry wine,
Two fools spinning 'round this caramel skyline.
If love were math, you're my infinity sign,
No algorithm could ever redefine.
---
You're the sweetest gravity pulling me close,
A candy-floss universe where nobody knows.
Through supernova crashes or moonlit retreats,
Our love's the syrup that makes bitter times sweet.
Hold me like the dawn clings to the night,
This golden hour burns eternal, satellite.
---
Your whispers melt like chocolate on my skin,
July fireflies trapped in a snow globe grin.
We rewrite fairy tales with GPS tracks,
Mapping constellations on each other's backs.
If hearts had flavors, yours would be sunrise,
A cinnamon swirl no storm could compromise.
---
You're the sweetest gravity, my cosmic true north,
A dessert island where all broken ships dock.
Let hurricanes rage or galaxies freeze,
Your kiss is the anthem that brings me to knees.
---
We're binary code dancing in analog streams,
AI can't compute how real this love seems.
Suno may craft the beats, the rhythm, the rhyme,
But this fire in our souls defies space and time.
---
From pixelated beginnings to hologram years,
I'll choose you through laughter, through chaos, through tears.