23 acessos
Stops for a plane
Let the nose fall to ground
And what claims to be
Looking this way
Off of our senses
Facing ourselves
When looking at you
You're caught staring back
The glow in that truth
Reminding each other
The lack of themselves
Is nobody's loss
Distance is high
I'm missing my flight
And you
Call for you now
This show is over
But the beg rite
Goes on
Next time my back will be covered
By you
You sway
Astray
"Why do you love me?
It's far for success
extractions from fall
Assume as your own
And I'll spit it out
You still need some love
Just a reminder
So many will serve
then I'm still
In the game
Healing up this sway
See my charisma
Remember
My name
And Asking me 'bout myself
And I'm fine
So,if there's no reservation
Will you need me?
'Til the edge?
You sway
Astray
And I see you
Your way
You sway