Is it the taste I miss or just having it anytime I wish
If we could love the same would I even still want it
The longing is all I see, it sucks me in, overwhelming me
To be alones ok, until it’s night, then the silence destroys me
To have and learn to hold, is the worst thing I’ve known
No once the sheets have gone cold, nights crush like stone
So now I sit alone and watch girls slowly walk away
While I imagine what they hide, if they could somehow love the same
As the girls I’m trying not to find, forgetting all their names
To me this game has become tiresome, I no longer want to play
To have and learn to hold, is the worst thing I’ve known
No once the sheets have gone cold, nights crush like stone
If I can’t come to grips it’s over, no reason to quit
Pushing for something that will never come, moon chasing the sun
Maybe once scars have healed, I will find that missing piece
And I will know just who I miss at night, sleeping next to me
To have and learn to hold, is the worst thing I’ve known
No once the sheets have gone cold, nights crush like stone
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