I write because I feel and I feel too much at times to hold it in. |
I wrapped my arms around an angel...
what a lucky man am I...
She walks the land free from love and feelings of...
She walks the beaches never feeling knowing ocean...
I feel for you my velveteen flower..
Picked from your life\'s finest hours...
Unto the hills the children did call.
Voices hollowed rising... then echoing they fall...
Salt air, salt kiss...
Deep eyes... Oceans abyss...
I have a secretâ?¦...
I have a secretâ?¦...
I'll feel no shame for what's inside..
There's nothing here I should hide...
Salt air, salt kiss...
Deep eyes... Oceans abyss...
Your words,
Strewn across my bedroom floor...
He lied?
He lied...
I'm not so afraid of loosing something, I am not willing to try and have it. |