Words that i can't write
Permeations that flow through
binding grips of might
That vibrate only true
Your vision gives me sight
The same time, clouds the hue
of thinkings I'd got right
I Guess i thought i knew
Colors made from light
And feelings that shine through
I can't explain the fright
Of warmth in wind for you.
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
Words that i can't write
Permeations that flow through
binding grips of might
That vibrate only true
Your vision gives me sight
The same time, clouds the hue
of thinkings I'd got right
I Guess i thought i knew
Colors made from light
And feelings that shine through
I can't explain the fright
Of warmth in wind for you.
