Asia's Beat Eyes

What do you care, don't hold me in traces, you wouldn't dare, the tune is not easy, blue folds in my face, spun by the breeze, say you need to share, our kissing place, why store me here, in chains to the sea, unlike your gaze, a hymn to what’s seized, I know what's fair, when your eyes glaze, lips that snare, on swollen dreams, no one escapes, sugar sweet, we are no choir, If this Café’s so great, are you aware, what you face?