Does a subtle wind
Bring you chills
On this hot summers day
The nights are layered
In moon light
As I lie awake

Thinking of you.

What's the point of being king, when you're alone in your castle.

Love doesn't need a match
It only needs lust
I was caught in my own web
I knew this all along
You lied
I couldn't decide wether
To be naive again
Accept your unscheduled excuse
Fold it into truth
And leave it
Lying in the sun

I watch
As each man comes to play a roll
In shoes he cannot fit
And after he gives it his all
I come to stitch seems where
He left you ripped torn and alone
But I am only the tailor
And you are the damsel.
This fairytale wasn't made
For the shoemaker
But the shoe was.

You are a never ending path
Your love has guided me down
I don't worry if im lost
Only that im found
You are my love

I want you to myself.

I can't find a feeling to describe
fear and confusion,
nor for my cold feet
or the warmth of fear in my gut.

I rolled around my bed snuggling in my own wonders.

where is she and is she thinking of me.