Do you ever wonder what could be
If cold stones in the street
Brought you home to me?
Do you ever wonder why
Eyes burned down to be blind?
It's what brought me to lie.
Do you ever wonder how
We smiled and laughed?
My dear, it was just a show.
Do you ever wonder who?
Cursed with untitled emotion,
It was always you.
Do you ever wonder when?
When was the point
Where I'd not know where you'd been?
Do you ever wonder where I am?
Spaced between continents,
The love sale was a sham.
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 9:40 AM UTC
Do you ever wonder what could be
If cold stones in the street
Brought you home to me?
Do you ever wonder why
Eyes burned down to be blind?
It's what brought me to lie.
Do you ever wonder how
We smiled and laughed?
My dear, it was just a show.
Do you ever wonder who?
Cursed with untitled emotion,
It was always you.
Do you ever wonder when?
When was the point
Where I'd not know where you'd been?
Do you ever wonder where I am?
Spaced between continents,
The love sale was a sham.
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