I’m holding on to specks of dust
of what remains of my weakened self
And I hope when I cry, you’ll hold
on to my tears
‘Cause little sailors will be sailing on their tides
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 12:20 PM UTC
I’m holding on to specks of dust
of what remains of my weakened self
And I hope when I cry, you’ll hold
on to my tears
‘Cause little sailors will be sailing on their tides