My eyes, they wander like a monarch in summer
And I guess I do understand
But the lovergirl in me,
Wishes faithfully,
To do right by your shaking hands
I tried to say aloud,
I love you and I'm proud,
I suppose skin-to-skin it's true
But when I'm out and all alone,
I'm looking for the best,
When all I should see is you
And I know what they say,
You feel it when it comes
Maybe I will never know
My silver heart clangs,
Fighting with my brain
On whether I should stay or go
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC
My eyes, they wander like a monarch in summer
And I guess I do understand
But the lovergirl in me,
Wishes faithfully,
To do right by your shaking hands
I tried to say aloud,
I love you and I'm proud,
I suppose skin-to-skin it's true
But when I'm out and all alone,
I'm looking for the best,
When all I should see is you
And I know what they say,
You feel it when it comes
Maybe I will never know
My silver heart clangs,
Fighting with my brain
On whether I should stay or go
I didn't want to write about him this way
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