Writing is in my blood |
How come you don't care anymore?
How come you don't love me like before...
In a moment of silence
In a moment of pain...
The sound of your heart beats
is the music running in my veins...
One night an angel
gave me a visit...
If only this passion is dead inside
And my heart doesn't long for you...
One night an angel
gave me a visit...
I strive for thy lips
So hardly seen...
The sound of your heart beats
is the music running in my veins...
Biology, History and Math
Oh God what am I supposed to do with that...
"If you intend to say goodbye |
"My heart rejoices every minute |
So easy to touch my body |