night wasn't cold in your eyes
though the moon hung so low and so bright
and the stars were so faint and so sparse and so far in the sky
and the spark that you lit in the dark
as it flickered and glowed in your arms
was a glance of the truth on a wound as we both fell apart
so please don't turn away hold on to me
because i'm already lost like the murmurs in your thoughts
so i drew words like lines in the sand
but the prose turned to scars on my hands
and the tide wouldn't churn wouldn't turn to the path that we planned
so please don't turn away hold on to me
because i'm already lost like the murmurs in your thoughts
so please don't turn away hold on to me
because i'm already lost like the murmurs in your thoughts

INVIA LE CORREZIONI