The words feel empty
as you spit them out
again
Not the first time
you've whispered along
old rhymes
like a lullaby
but the feelings pour through.
They've soothed you before,
You hope they will again
The words feel empty
as you spit them out
again
Not the first time
you've whispered along
old rhymes
like a lullaby
but the feelings pour through.
They've soothed you before,
You hope they will again