Oct 2017
Grabbing the sheets in my bed
Twisting my fingers
You’re eating my soul
You’re taking me to heaven
I’m holding your hair
But gently caressing your back
With my feet
Whispering don’t stop
Twisting my fingers
You’re eating my soul
You’re taking me to heaven
I’m holding your hair
But gently caressing your back
With my feet
Whispering don’t stop
