Sep 2010
empty little pockets
have gathered near my heart
she is the moon
should've put my arm around her
the night had even asked
see her on the waves
the light step tread
but I'm drawn like none before
tide me over
have gathered near my heart
she is the moon
should've put my arm around her
the night had even asked
see her on the waves
the light step tread
but I'm drawn like none before
tide me over
the gratitude comes
in knowing what I want,
not in getting it
in knowing what I want,
not in getting it
