You will come back to me,
But I won’t be around.
You’ll look for where I’ve been,
And they’ll tell you
“She’s nowhere to be found.”
You’ll look on my old streetcorner,
But blackness is all you will find.
You had me, you lost me, I am an imagination of your mind.
Jul 24, 2012
Jul 24, 2012 at 10:14 PM UTC
You will come back to me,
But I won’t be around.
You’ll look for where I’ve been,
And they’ll tell you
“She’s nowhere to be found.”
You’ll look on my old streetcorner,
But blackness is all you will find.
You had me, you lost me, I am an imagination of your mind.
