Can you help this life
Strangled by years
Of indifference
The window seat has become
An unreflected form of
Blind forgiveness
I know you should be hearing this in person
But I'm not at home
And you're not here
So patiently I wait here by the phone
For your call
I fought life
And I cannot lie
I wish this heat could cauterize
A self inflicted open wound
I know how to guess again
You say that's life
You say that's life
All I know
All I know is I'm hopeless
Unless I am living for you
Cause the life that you give me is wholesome
Every day
I want to
Renew, renew, renew
Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir The Life von Criteria gefällt:
Kommentare