Today I am Sally so happy and bright Tomorrow I'm Sarah the queen of the night Today I will love you with all of my might Tomorrow I could runaway filled with fright
Why is it that we find our memories flooding our vision at this hour? It's almost 3 AM and I'm drowning in my thoughts of our tangled fingers and midnight rambles.
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'll say it once more- The room is now spinning, the ceilings the floor. Dont make me a stranger please do not erase me I'm sorry that I always made you just chase me.
like sand I watch you slip through my fingers again, and again, and again. ill pick you up once more, a little tighter this time, but my fight never seems to be quite strong enough for you. // I'd love you if you would please just let me.