so its come to this
letting go, glass arrow to the heart, time to mask true feelings, its my fault. what happened ?
thoughts of 12:00
i ride through your city, i think about you, i often wonder what your doing, i wonder if your thinking about me, the days werent long enough with you in them, but the days were long when u werent in them, the anchor on my arm weighs me down with the memory of you, i ride through your city and i think about you………