I feel like I'm floating through space, with my hands tied behind my back.
My eye's are fixed shut because that's the only thing that keeps me warm.
I'm dreaming of a warmer place...
The sun on my skin feels so real but I know it's just a dream
I crave innocence,
I still remember what it feels like to be naive.
My eye's are fixed shut because that's the only thing that keeps me warm.
I'm dreaming of a warmer place...
The sun on my skin feels so real but I know it's just a dream
I crave innocence,
I still remember what it feels like to be naive.
acacia:
I like this. Did you write it?