Oh you don't even know
You've got a hold on me
Fingertips tracing the lines
on my neck like raindrops
Cooling the afternoon wave
And we both know that
love this is not but still
our hearts they hum and
remind us that they are.
We are nothing and yet we are
Everything.
Oh but you don't even know.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC
Oh you don't even know
You've got a hold on me
Fingertips tracing the lines
on my neck like raindrops
Cooling the afternoon wave
And we both know that
love this is not but still
our hearts they hum and
remind us that they are.
We are nothing and yet we are
Everything.
Oh but you don't even know.
