Wednesdays are solitary shadows
Stretching across my skin
Imprisoned in this week and you caught me off guard again
Where your smile is a hello and my face is your doormat
Lay you baggage down and welcome in problems
I listen, listen, listen
Until everything floods in with a kiss and I tell you
What you want to hear
Then you fade with Thursday
Leaving a photograph as your calling card
Black and white, we are
And I am left waiting to hear your laughter
Feel your touch
And changing the locks
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 11:17 PM UTC
Wednesdays are solitary shadows
Stretching across my skin
Imprisoned in this week and you caught me off guard again
Where your smile is a hello and my face is your doormat
Lay you baggage down and welcome in problems
I listen, listen, listen
Until everything floods in with a kiss and I tell you
What you want to hear
Then you fade with Thursday
Leaving a photograph as your calling card
Black and white, we are
And I am left waiting to hear your laughter
Feel your touch
And changing the locks