I’d give you my heart but another already took it,
I’d give you my love but there isn’t much left,
I’d give you every pretty thing in life if it would make you mine.
But presents were never really your thing, neither mine.
So I’ll give you my future,
I’ll give you my time,
I’ll give you my word that I’ll never leave your side.
I’d give you my life but it would never be enough,
So I’ll give you my poetry , it’s all that they left untouched.
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 1:07 PM UTC
I’d give you my heart but another already took it,
I’d give you my love but there isn’t much left,
I’d give you every pretty thing in life if it would make you mine.
But presents were never really your thing, neither mine.
So I’ll give you my future,
I’ll give you my time,
I’ll give you my word that I’ll never leave your side.
I’d give you my life but it would never be enough,
So I’ll give you my poetry , it’s all that they left untouched.