I'm sorry I couldn't be the stars
or the moon
or the sun
or the sky.
But why, oh why
did you hurt me so
as you fled
in this goodbye?
When you held me
and kissed
and carressed
and made love,
Did you mean the words you said
before you fled
in this goodbye?
When I needed you most
in the cold
in the dark
in the empty space
that's when I knew.
You had fled
with a last goodbye.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 5:00 AM UTC
I'm sorry I couldn't be the stars
or the moon
or the sun
or the sky.
But why, oh why
did you hurt me so
as you fled
in this goodbye?
When you held me
and kissed
and carressed
and made love,
Did you mean the words you said
before you fled
in this goodbye?
When I needed you most
in the cold
in the dark
in the empty space
that's when I knew.
You had fled
with a last goodbye.
