Sunday, January 27, 2008

imoral distress

it's a cold night but i warm up as you walk by and i'm watching you i always do and its alright i've dreamt this dream a thousand times and this time i know what to do where do we go i don't wanna wake up spinning in slow motion as we fall apart you can throw out the instructions we don't need them anymore i know where we are going if i could just get out the door you've got your perfect hands over my nervous heart i could never act this way again ;not afraid of falling down, wait up wait for the sunrise i cannot blink while looking in your eyes; talk to me so beautifully i can't feel alone when i breathe you in i can't feel my lungs

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