A million miles, a million nights.
We crossed the desert, thrills and frights.
You took my arm, I longed for it. I took your arm, you felt for it.
It felt so searing, long and dearing;
yet every night it was I fearing,
I had never felt that way before.
You tore my heart,
You gave me more.
Across the sand our story printed,
the dents we made forever minted.
The memories you gave will stay.
For it was you that made me this way.
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
A million miles, a million nights.
We crossed the desert, thrills and frights.
You took my arm, I longed for it. I took your arm, you felt for it.
It felt so searing, long and dearing;
yet every night it was I fearing,
I had never felt that way before.
You tore my heart,
You gave me more.
Across the sand our story printed,
the dents we made forever minted.
The memories you gave will stay.
For it was you that made me this way.