I thought about you the other day
I was laying down
and i thought I felt your hands
I smiled
When I opened my eyes, i was alone
I looked around
you were there
The smell of your colonge filled the air
it told me what I needed to know
your mine
I looked into the mirror
I looked deep into my eyes
the innocence was gone
Ive lived
Ive lived awhile
when I blink
its slower because im scared theirs something beautiful I might miss
I slept
I dreamed of all the things we never do
of all the things I could do with you.
I dreamed of holding your hand
i didnt care where we were standing
and I dreamed
that i was free from all this conforming
oh baby
its killing me
to be me
I slept
I dreamed we flew away together
somewhere far
where we could be alone
All the things wed do
one day our dream will come true
ill be able to tell you what you need to hear
but for now
hold me
convince my soul
that this wont grow old
Convince my soul
that this wont grow old
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