What does she do when you sit in distress?
Your bowtie askew, this I asked:
What does she do when you stay up late, a restless fit;
an empty plate,
you do so sit, what does she do when you silently wish?
What does she do when you cope and pray, when you have wasted your entire day;
dreaming and hoping,
but to your dismay, what does she say when you look away?
What does she say when you laugh and cry, and how does she feel when you say goodbye? Does she smile, and beg to stay? I bet you wish it were that way.
What does she do when it comes to you, is this the life for just two, or are you rushing by too fast? Or must you hide behind your mask?
What does she do when you seem content, but can't muster a single, calm reply,
when I ask...
What does she do to your heart that I can't grasp?
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
What does she do when you sit in distress?
Your bowtie askew, this I asked:
What does she do when you stay up late, a restless fit;
an empty plate,
you do so sit, what does she do when you silently wish?
What does she do when you cope and pray, when you have wasted your entire day;
dreaming and hoping,
but to your dismay, what does she say when you look away?
What does she say when you laugh and cry, and how does she feel when you say goodbye? Does she smile, and beg to stay? I bet you wish it were that way.
What does she do when it comes to you, is this the life for just two, or are you rushing by too fast? Or must you hide behind your mask?
What does she do when you seem content, but can't muster a single, calm reply,
when I ask...
What does she do to your heart that I can't grasp?
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