4 acessos
Something different, something new, when all I do is think of you. Starring at an empty wall, cluttered with pictures of you so beautiful. I'll swallow one last eyeful, only to turn and fall (to my knees).
Something different, something new, when all I do is think of you. A subsudiary lookout point, before I'm fining out on my own. Begging to fall asleep. It's innocent, I need you.
Begging to fall asleep, lying here wasting winks. Wait on promises of better things. You left so much space but I can't make a move since you said, "Why are you breaking down? We're only breaking up.
After all it's not like you loved me anyway." But if I did, would I even stand a chance? I don't know what love is, or maybe this is love.