Oct 2016
I see dreams, in Your eyes,
My guitar plays the chords,
that resembles Your voice,
The blues sounds sweet
when You hum the notes.
Now you are far from Me,
as My heart bleeds poetry.
My guitar plays the chords,
that resembles Your voice,
The blues sounds sweet
when You hum the notes.
Now you are far from Me,
as My heart bleeds poetry.
Filling the void in my heart, with poetry.
