If I could hold you tonight .. so tight .. whisper into the ears I love so much. with soft touch.. kiss the lips ..I long to see.. why me.. would it be Art.. if we never part..
Can you feel the colors of my soul.. the blue and grey ..the streaks of red.. that fill my head.. my heart.. a start.. an end ..of where we begin... and then ..
if I could hold you tonight .. would it be the last.. just like the past.. a mold of expression... which was never cast .. forgotten .. as times has passed..
If I could hold you now..
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC
If I could hold you tonight .. so tight .. whisper into the ears I love so much. with soft touch.. kiss the lips ..I long to see.. why me.. would it be Art.. if we never part..
Can you feel the colors of my soul.. the blue and grey ..the streaks of red.. that fill my head.. my heart.. a start.. an end ..of where we begin... and then ..
if I could hold you tonight .. would it be the last.. just like the past.. a mold of expression... which was never cast .. forgotten .. as times has passed..
If I could hold you now..
