We live in a world with Billions of people
Sleep under the sky with trillions of stars
Some long to venture but are trapped behind invisible bars
This boy of grey lives each day in a town of blue
Though you just met each other you pray he thinks of you
But this boy of grey has a heart of gold like the rays streched from the sun
Of course it's just first instinct you assure him his journey has just begun
You're a girl of red; revived your own heart when others left it dead.
Unlike the boy of grey with Heart of gold you're actually very bitter and have an angry soul.
Boy of grey with heart of gold
We don't always have to do what we're told
~Alyssa De Marzo
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
We live in a world with Billions of people
Sleep under the sky with trillions of stars
Some long to venture but are trapped behind invisible bars
This boy of grey lives each day in a town of blue
Though you just met each other you pray he thinks of you
But this boy of grey has a heart of gold like the rays streched from the sun
Of course it's just first instinct you assure him his journey has just begun
You're a girl of red; revived your own heart when others left it dead.
Unlike the boy of grey with Heart of gold you're actually very bitter and have an angry soul.
Boy of grey with heart of gold
We don't always have to do what we're told
~Alyssa De Marzo
