And this dwelling holds memories
that we haven't even had yet.
I'm sitting here watching them,
feeling trapped and controlled, yet
you aren't even here,
and I'm getting lost slowly.
Come here baby,
oh come here baby
and hold me.
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 7:29 PM UTC
And this dwelling holds memories
that we haven't even had yet.
I'm sitting here watching them,
feeling trapped and controlled, yet
you aren't even here,
and I'm getting lost slowly.
Come here baby,
oh come here baby
and hold me.
