Sep 27
In this world of darkness,
Love is just a distant memory,
Fading away,
Like smoke on the wind,
Like clouds after rain,
Like summer in December,
Like my feelings after you.
Love is just a distant memory,
Fading away,
Like smoke on the wind,
Like clouds after rain,
Like summer in December,
Like my feelings after you.
The weather, in here, is really cold.......................
