My wings spread and I let it get to my head
just like I let you into my bed
Oh what a risk I took to feel bliss
but now all I seem to do is miss
I miss the way you'd call my name from across the hall
And how when I bawled I'd think
"he'd break my fall"
But you didn't
and now all I'm left with is anticipation of a call
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
My wings spread and I let it get to my head
just like I let you into my bed
Oh what a risk I took to feel bliss
but now all I seem to do is miss
I miss the way you'd call my name from across the hall
And how when I bawled I'd think
"he'd break my fall"
But you didn't
and now all I'm left with is anticipation of a call