Nov 2019
Into the evening dusk
The steady beat of the trumpets ring about
Next time
As I gaze up upon the stars
I'll wish for you
While they hurry down from the sky
Though, I know
You'll never be mine.
The steady beat of the trumpets ring about
Next time
As I gaze up upon the stars
I'll wish for you
While they hurry down from the sky
Though, I know
You'll never be mine.
An ode to the one who I know will never see me as more than a friend.
