i feel cold without you
blind when your away
...
speaking of thoughts where have you gone
baby i miss you you to much its wrong
baby i'm dancing in the dark
alone graceful but sloppy at the same
trying to find the light that you gave off
how do i breathe if you were the oxygen that i cherished
how can i think if you were were the purpose of the thought
Erica, an hour is to long to wait
let alone tomorrow
i cant just brush away your soft skin
or deny your flavorful scent
baby i fall in love with you every single day
it became a bad habit
but that's something i would never break
your there when i feel as if i cant move
when i feel numb,
you would punch me to feel pain
who are you really
i look in your eyes and i can see the storms that brew but in the middle of it i still see you dancing
Z