foul desire
i listen to the songs and i remember
i think of the days before
i remember
i think of the night
and i remember
listening to your breathing
feeling so close
like so far compared with the dream
so close in my mind
all i could think of
the taste of you
the skin
the desire of you moaning
the strain on your face
so close and far away
such a waste
you would never know
still i know you don't
and now all seems to fall apart
not broken but messed up heart
thanks for taking me there
i'd cry if i could
share this with you as i should
did i use you
to change the magic
dead romantic tragic
guess we'll never know
as far as this goes
here is my love that i can show
that sad goodbye
you would not see
the love in my eye
could not even show the fire
my foul desire
monster, man, 47 jaar
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