My questions are never answered
This city isn’t even real
This late at night
You can’t trust how you feel.
I want to be closer,
but you like to keep your distance
I have no control
in this stupid little dance.
Hello, what’s your name?
Your eyes don’t speak to me
I miss the sparkle.
Just let me be free.
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC
My questions are never answered
This city isn’t even real
This late at night
You can’t trust how you feel.
I want to be closer,
but you like to keep your distance
I have no control
in this stupid little dance.
Hello, what’s your name?
Your eyes don’t speak to me
I miss the sparkle.
Just let me be free.
