Twelve years of difference
I still can't stay away
I've been swept up in your voice
And pulled into your games
The thought of loving you petrifies me
But the thought of forgetting you stabs
It seems I'm stuck; not a soul at my side
Doomed to wander, heartbroken, through the lands
Here I stand in the darkness
As my heart swells at the mention of your name
Our story is as great as Daniel and Lucinda
Yet, I bet we could put them to shame
So, as the days are rolling by so slowly
And I just wish to call you mine
I'll sing the song of a hopeless romantic
Trapped in the wrong time
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
Twelve years of difference
I still can't stay away
I've been swept up in your voice
And pulled into your games
The thought of loving you petrifies me
But the thought of forgetting you stabs
It seems I'm stuck; not a soul at my side
Doomed to wander, heartbroken, through the lands
Here I stand in the darkness
As my heart swells at the mention of your name
Our story is as great as Daniel and Lucinda
Yet, I bet we could put them to shame
So, as the days are rolling by so slowly
And I just wish to call you mine
I'll sing the song of a hopeless romantic
Trapped in the wrong time
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