Hold me tight,
your arms wrapped like vine
trace a kiss with your fingers
on those unkissed lips of mine
Grip me tighter,
the clock chimes at 3
I don't want to move
Cause then I’d want to take you with me
hug me goodbye,
you don’t look into my eyes
I have a thousand things to say
but a word from you would suffice
Miles away,
I weep and I write
but I always Wonder
if you still think of that night
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 9:52 PM UTC
Hold me tight,
your arms wrapped like vine
trace a kiss with your fingers
on those unkissed lips of mine
Grip me tighter,
the clock chimes at 3
I don't want to move
Cause then I’d want to take you with me
hug me goodbye,
you don’t look into my eyes
I have a thousand things to say
but a word from you would suffice
Miles away,
I weep and I write
but I always Wonder
if you still think of that night
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