don't come clean after years of unrequited silence, when you aren't really here / your apprehensive glow, the way you would look at me, when i'd done you wrong / the way i'd look at you, like i'd let you do me so much wrong.
in all my dreams of you, i've only ever felt warmth reinstating how it used to be, how i still want it to be wishing i could hate you, but not even in my sleep.
gazing into cerulean hue, in a room of sound, turned silent, caught in the perpetual moments of you. to which everyone's touch became so miniscule. and all the resentment i ever held, withered within your hands, naive again, like the day i first saw you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
