It comes and goes as waves do in the ocean As I sit alone I unknowingly become drowned in my thoughts Thoughts of you, me, and what we could become but the more I think the less I see a future that has both you and I As one I may seem unbothered by these thoughts, but in my mind I am swimming towards a shore that does not exist and am forced to bathe in these thoughts Alone The longer I am left in these waters I fear the shore may never come, that I am dammed to swim in circles My thoughts of you leave me drowning What makes all this pain seem worse is that I am the only one who can save me, I am the only one who can make the shore appear.
Green eyes I thought the color of eyes was just the color Until I laid eyes on his His green eyes Became ordinary and beautiful Oh his green eyes The eyes that make me feel safe The eyes that makes my heart feel warm His eyes are not just eyes His eyes are the most powerful His eyes became my home From thousands of miles away His eyes as he looks at me through a screen Manage to make me feel so special even with the distance Oh the man with green eyes The one that made my brown eyes become so much more Since he looks into mine like I am the prettiest girl in the world The man with green eyes that saved a brown-eyed girl like me
I feel like the faded part of love; it feels like the end even before it had a chance to begin.
I feel like the faded part of love; An invisible longing from a lover, unsettling and echoing in the dark. A conastantaneous pain that slowly crawls into my body and engulfs the soul that seeks freedom from all the humanly attachments.
I feel like the faded part of love! I feel like the faded part of love!
Expressing the feeling of what it's like to be in love with a man already taken and the longing and the understanding and the fight within oneself of never really having him completely to yourself. The feeling of knowing that he was never to be yours to begin with.
calling out your name in the dark It's become an excruciating custom now An unquenchable thirst
daylight stings and moon hovers dispassionately over my head heavy with laments over a fallen crest;
Still I imagine still I dream that you'll tune my painful screams into a hushing lullaby, with a promise of forever you'd gift my gloomy tears a twinkling gleam;
But now I'm wearing this blindfold refusing to see the light outshining this pathetic hope ;
You are not here yet, Maybe you never will be,
But I'm not ready to move from you yet, And I doubt that I'll ever will be free
From these painful lumps, burning eyes swollen throat and prickled heart emptying it's blood, so slowly that years go by And I can now feel the quitting of daylight while my blindfold lets out a long sigh; as if stating to end this idiotic nonsense of tucking heartbreak and love under these lyrical verse;
I love a love story Warms a heart I’d meant to keep cold I want a love story One where all it takes is a rose to start a fever In a place where I’m delicate and soft And to keep me A battle must be won.
I took the time, sat with the sting of it A whole year to process and grieve it Sort through the feelings of watching you repeat it With a girl that looked like my sequel
A year goes by and you're back on a flight She's not there and you ask yourself why I wonder if I came to mind
Baby, why didn't you grieve us I went to the funeral and was the only one giving speeches I love the way we tried I love the way we shared such good years of our lives I'll try again and I Know someday I'll get it right But it starts with saying good bye
your strong shoulders make me feel safe, I look into your eyes, admire your face and slowly, I might be falling for the way you hold me, and the jokes you make. I lay on your chest and rest I listen to your heartbeat, no time to be stressed. and slowly, I might be falling for the nights and our vibe, it’s hard to describe and I don‘t know where this is going but baby, let‘s just keep it flowing.