May 2016
I'm up late
And she's too close
I find that I'm
Becoming a ghost
My soul yearns
With all it's might
To be so free
As to fly tonight
Leave her there
Sleeping alone
I wish I could
But I know I won't
And she's too close
I find that I'm
Becoming a ghost
My soul yearns
With all it's might
To be so free
As to fly tonight
Leave her there
Sleeping alone
I wish I could
But I know I won't
