Traces you left on my skin
I can measure them inch by inch
Words or it was a spill of ink
Time and again, I hear them ringing
So sweet was your voice
Just made me dreaming
I look at you and a memory haunts me
You are not the same person that once used to love me
Was our love so fragile???
That anything can break it
Or was I to fool?
What was my fault?
I couldn’t make it
Melancholy keeps me drowning
Broken promises, dreams sundering
What you had really made out of me, i keep wondering
:( :(
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
Traces you left on my skin
I can measure them inch by inch
Words or it was a spill of ink
Time and again, I hear them ringing
So sweet was your voice
Just made me dreaming
I look at you and a memory haunts me
You are not the same person that once used to love me
Was our love so fragile???
That anything can break it
Or was I to fool?
What was my fault?
I couldn’t make it
Melancholy keeps me drowning
Broken promises, dreams sundering
What you had really made out of me, i keep wondering
:( :(
