The seasons changing and so are you.
You'll go and hide in the shadowy corners of your bedroom,
Your emotions have come to a complete dull.
For you are not you anymore.
You've disappeared from sight.
Days are long, tiresome, sullen and filled with hours that could be spent together.
But you've gone away somewhere,
And no one can find out where.
Come home to me.
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
The seasons changing and so are you.
You'll go and hide in the shadowy corners of your bedroom,
Your emotions have come to a complete dull.
For you are not you anymore.
You've disappeared from sight.
Days are long, tiresome, sullen and filled with hours that could be spent together.
But you've gone away somewhere,
And no one can find out where.
Come home to me.
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