To hold account for someone which is completely useless is a mistake we often look over. I presume that's life. Move on, get on. |
Look into my eyes
Tell me what ya see...
Cavernous, faraway, (A second)
Exits feelings return to their original scene, (5...
Now, I write, may sound as I am.
But true voices can only be found from the layers...
Cavernous, faraway, (A second)
Exits feelings return to their original scene, (5...
Look into my eyes
Tell me what ya see...
I could see it from his eyes when he gave up on...
I could feel it from his tone; it became...
Funny how you say I'm different
Was that what I heard you say...
The breeze that blows through my heart shakes a small leaf, small leaf that still doesn't have a name. |
Your colour, hair, skin, eyes, heart, voice, each and every single one of them burn sin my memories |
Life is only travelled once, today's Moment becomes tomorrow's Memory |