The sky bleeds into my hair Sunset leaks into my eyes In this moment I look changed He asked me to stay in this Moment with so many words Where my hair is more gold My eyes are caramel not black And my smile shines bright But I let the sun slip down past The horizon because I was Afraid so he left for his future While I stayed drowning in Our past now I don't want to let It slip away this time, *into the snow...
Your twentieth birthday is soon and I'm no longer your favorite one to lie to.