I can't remember midnight,
When the morning sun rose.
And I cant remember the moonlight,
As you shed your modest clothes.
Perhaps I stared too long,
At the symmetry of your hips,
Or perhaps you thought,
I became addicted too fast to your lips.
Maybe You'll stay forever,
But tonight you're gone for good.
You're the darkness in my heart,
The part of me I never understood.
Now I remember midnight,
As the sun goes down again.
And when the night comes,
I find myself wrapped in sin.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 8:59 AM UTC
I can't remember midnight,
When the morning sun rose.
And I cant remember the moonlight,
As you shed your modest clothes.
Perhaps I stared too long,
At the symmetry of your hips,
Or perhaps you thought,
I became addicted too fast to your lips.
Maybe You'll stay forever,
But tonight you're gone for good.
You're the darkness in my heart,
The part of me I never understood.
Now I remember midnight,
As the sun goes down again.
And when the night comes,
I find myself wrapped in sin.
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