wRiTiNg iS nOt ReaLLy mY ForM oF SeLF exPreSSion.. PaiNtiNg/ dRawiNg Is.. |
ALL tHrOuGh tHe YeaRS, i fLeW tHrouGh YoU bY aNd...
JusT HoPiNg tO CatCh YoU eYe tO eYe...
For days I'd carry a smile so fake,
pretend to be strong, but inside I shake...
Blue eyes, blonde hair,
a rusty old halo...
Blue eyes, blonde hair,
a rusty old halo...
For days I'd carry a smile so fake,
pretend to be strong, but inside I shake...
ALL tHrOuGh tHe YeaRS, i fLeW tHrouGh YoU bY aNd...
JusT HoPiNg tO CatCh YoU eYe tO eYe...
You said you'd catch me when I fall, but now my heart slowly dies. |