alone in here i dance without you
remembering the feel of you here
the twirls we did
and the nights we hid
sitting beneath your tree
but now your gone
and i was wrong
my face in my hands, and them between my knees
your crown of cement is the only thing left of you and me
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
alone in here i dance without you
remembering the feel of you here
the twirls we did
and the nights we hid
sitting beneath your tree
but now your gone
and i was wrong
my face in my hands, and them between my knees
your crown of cement is the only thing left of you and me