written in these walls are the stories that i can't explain
i leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
written in these walls are the stories that i can't explain
i leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
oh i beg you
can i follow?
oh i ask you
wanna always be the ocean where i unravel
be my only
be the water where i'm wading
you're my river running high
run deep
run wild
i wanna take you somewhere so you know i care
but it's so cold and i don't know where
i brought you daffodils in a pretty string
but they won't flower like they did last spring
hot summer days
rock and roll
the way you'd play for me at your show
and all the ways i got to know your pretty face and electric soul
so don't regret me babywhen you lay awake tonightyou knew that i could hurt you but you said i was worth the fightand i know that you're not waiting at the end of the telephone linebut i can't keep holding on 'cause we're out of time