the cold breeze that hits me above my left ear
the blank stare i so easily fall into
the transparent look on your face, of unnamed fear
the hand of mine you still hold
imagining how it's supposed to be
yes, it seems we both have needs
and yet, we live by different creeds
i feel that may be our downfall, love
understand now,
it's not what it should to be
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
the cold breeze that hits me above my left ear
the blank stare i so easily fall into
the transparent look on your face, of unnamed fear
the hand of mine you still hold
imagining how it's supposed to be
yes, it seems we both have needs
and yet, we live by different creeds
i feel that may be our downfall, love
understand now,
it's not what it should to be
