"He left at the beginning of February"
And I left at the beginning of October,
I saw the way out.
When I left the cold followed in my footsteps and now you are chilled to the bone, shivers going down your spine and a pain that no medicine, or any love will take away.
And then he came back.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
"He left at the beginning of February"
And I left at the beginning of October,
I saw the way out.
When I left the cold followed in my footsteps and now you are chilled to the bone, shivers going down your spine and a pain that no medicine, or any love will take away.
And then he came back.