You give me the signs
But dont know what your painting
Building a bond
With no idea what your making
How am i suppose to feel?
The winds emotions make our hearts chime.
Or is it in my mind?
Either way i know its mine.
But how am i suppose to feel?
Is it your heart iam suppose to steal?
Love is a crime that has no bond.
No matter what the case..
It feels so wrong.
How am i suppose to feel?
Cant fill the void with a quarter pound meal
With a smile of life
Something inside gets killed
So what am i suppose to feel?
I dont know but i know its weird
Im following the signs..
But still i cant steer
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
You give me the signs
But dont know what your painting
Building a bond
With no idea what your making
How am i suppose to feel?
The winds emotions make our hearts chime.
Or is it in my mind?
Either way i know its mine.
But how am i suppose to feel?
Is it your heart iam suppose to steal?
Love is a crime that has no bond.
No matter what the case..
It feels so wrong.
How am i suppose to feel?
Cant fill the void with a quarter pound meal
With a smile of life
Something inside gets killed
So what am i suppose to feel?
I dont know but i know its weird
Im following the signs..
But still i cant steer
