In the dim lights of the street lamps,
I walked down the side walk,
Winds weaving my cold heart,
Drying up my tear drop.
In the dim lights of the street lamps,
As I walked down all alone,
I hallucinated the times when, you were by my side,
When the heart was all warm,
When our hands were intertwined,
When you and I were a strong bind,
When you told me that love never dies.
In the dim lights of the street lamps,
As I looked at the starry skies,
I wondered if you could see me,
See me broke,
See my pain.
I know even if you aren't here,
We would never let our love die.
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
In the dim lights of the street lamps,
I walked down the side walk,
Winds weaving my cold heart,
Drying up my tear drop.
In the dim lights of the street lamps,
As I walked down all alone,
I hallucinated the times when, you were by my side,
When the heart was all warm,
When our hands were intertwined,
When you and I were a strong bind,
When you told me that love never dies.
In the dim lights of the street lamps,
As I looked at the starry skies,
I wondered if you could see me,
See me broke,
See my pain.
I know even if you aren't here,
We would never let our love die.
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