Apr 2015
There's this part of me, that's always been a bit more hopeful than the rest. With my dreams under my sleeve and the stars on my eyes.
But dawn comes and you walk out on me, and I still wait every night for you. And that's me, same old me, that acts strong against adversity.
With my chin held up high and my finger painted on the sky when the lights are on.
Same old me, that remains a child at heart with my high hopes and delusions.
Same old me that's still afraid of the dark
But dawn comes and you walk out on me, and I still wait every night for you. And that's me, same old me, that acts strong against adversity.
With my chin held up high and my finger painted on the sky when the lights are on.
Same old me, that remains a child at heart with my high hopes and delusions.
Same old me that's still afraid of the dark
you're just a year older than me but i've always felt so naive and young next to you. I hate the way you chave control over me without even wanting to and I hate how dependant I've become. I'm not in love.
