Oct 2018
In my mind, there's always you
Stuck in the moment of every hue
And if I go blind, this much is true
I'd still see different shades of you.
Stuck in the moment of every hue
And if I go blind, this much is true
I'd still see different shades of you.
Ps. I can't sleep and I've been longing for home. I just had to write it out.
