my heart does not beat
and I only dream of what it'd be
like to touch you and be warmed up
simply because of human desires
your hands can be replaced by anyone
you wander my daydreams
but never my slumber
you enter my thoughts
you leave just as easily
Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
my heart does not beat
and I only dream of what it'd be
like to touch you and be warmed up
simply because of human desires
your hands can be replaced by anyone
you wander my daydreams
but never my slumber
you enter my thoughts
you leave just as easily
