Talking to you is God's gift
Because if I thought I had feelings I know now for sure
And when you say
You gotta go home
I hate it.
Because I don't like being alone
The music grows quiet and the food gets cold
And the night has nothing to hide anymore.
You were the reason I stayed up to see the moon.
Talk to you later, see you soon, say goodnight
But this time
I can't say goodbye.
I'm not sure why.
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 6:58 PM UTC
Talking to you is God's gift
Because if I thought I had feelings I know now for sure
And when you say
You gotta go home
I hate it.
Because I don't like being alone
The music grows quiet and the food gets cold
And the night has nothing to hide anymore.
You were the reason I stayed up to see the moon.
Talk to you later, see you soon, say goodnight
But this time
I can't say goodbye.
I'm not sure why.