Those first few minutes after you've left
And their silence
I feel like you were never there
Just a figment of my lonely mind
The letters that you send me make me blush
I feel like I'm reading somebody else’s secrets
The way they say you look at me
Is it really true?
I can't see it myself but I think it's there
Invisible kisses fresh on my skin
Will soon disappear
And become another part of my imagination
I can’t wait to
Dream again another day
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 5:47 PM UTC
Those first few minutes after you've left
And their silence
I feel like you were never there
Just a figment of my lonely mind
The letters that you send me make me blush
I feel like I'm reading somebody else’s secrets
The way they say you look at me
Is it really true?
I can't see it myself but I think it's there
Invisible kisses fresh on my skin
Will soon disappear
And become another part of my imagination
I can’t wait to
Dream again another day
