With every new hope
There is new agony
I fall hopelessly and endlessly
For the same blue eyes
The same strong hands
The laughs and the smiles and the
Lies and the emptiness just seem to fall
Into place
When will I learn to grasp this rhythm?
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
With every new hope
There is new agony
I fall hopelessly and endlessly
For the same blue eyes
The same strong hands
The laughs and the smiles and the
Lies and the emptiness just seem to fall
Into place
When will I learn to grasp this rhythm?
it never stops
