Force my hands back in my pocket
As much as I wanna touch you
I'll take the tears of happiness back to replace them with the things that I couldn't grow.
Give me my soul of heart
Give me my soul of faith
I'll be on my way
Finding another walkway
I'm wanted somewhere else
Not you
By: Leory Santana Dawn
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 7:42 PM UTC
Force my hands back in my pocket
As much as I wanna touch you
I'll take the tears of happiness back to replace them with the things that I couldn't grow.
Give me my soul of heart
Give me my soul of faith
I'll be on my way
Finding another walkway
I'm wanted somewhere else
Not you
By: Leory Santana Dawn
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