Don't let the biting October air hold my hand as yours slips into your pocket of uncertainty.
Don't you let my glance be the last as it tries to find the love but fails so it averts attention to the falling leaves ahead.
Don't let your name escape my throat only to be caught by my tongue so it can't wrap itself around you to keep you warm.
Don't you let my feet take me down the snow covered path, a path full of broken promises and longing, so you can't hear my heat call out for you.
Don't let my heart stay in my chest, kept from the cold, when it wants your heart to keep it warm.
Don't let me walk away
Just don't let me walk away.
Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
Don't let the biting October air hold my hand as yours slips into your pocket of uncertainty.
Don't you let my glance be the last as it tries to find the love but fails so it averts attention to the falling leaves ahead.
Don't let your name escape my throat only to be caught by my tongue so it can't wrap itself around you to keep you warm.
Don't you let my feet take me down the snow covered path, a path full of broken promises and longing, so you can't hear my heat call out for you.
Don't let my heart stay in my chest, kept from the cold, when it wants your heart to keep it warm.
Don't let me walk away
Just don't let me walk away.
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