Friday, February 2


I've been to all the familiar places
I've been running like a sentence never begun
I've been looking for a way to let you know
I've got nothing left to fill the spaces...

Every cloud in the sky
Every place that I hide
Every sound that I hear
Every thought that I fear
Tell me that I
I was wrong
I was wrong to let you go

It’s the little things that make you crazy
Like the thought of someone touching your skin
I can see you everywhere I go
You could be in a sea of faces
It could be the rumour of your grin
Swimming in the river as it flows

Every cloud in the sky
Every sound that I hear...

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