May 2016
Can't you see
From where you
Sit
That I have scars
To kiss?
Can't you hear
From where you
Rest
That I just may be
Crazy?
Can't you feel
From where you
Sleep,
That it's always
You
That I
Miss?
From where you
Sit
That I have scars
To kiss?
Can't you hear
From where you
Rest
That I just may be
Crazy?
Can't you feel
From where you
Sleep,
That it's always
You
That I
Miss?
