06 March, 2010

In the end all I can see is you The darkness interrupts my collective thoughts All I can think about is you now The waves of panic wash over me as the smoke engulfs my lungs Can I hear the voice of my freedom calling louder but I can't hold on tight enough Those sunny days by water with just each other Breathing is getting harder All I want is to see your face Hear your voice You make my world make sense