Leave

I hear the words that would've suited his tongue well happy and rasping grasping and gaping as the cold is taking all that I had and all that I will I just want the sun I just want myself back right, asleep not so sad, not so sorry My baby love my untouched lips wrapped in ambition of the tries and the heart ache that took me like the cold does now It was so much nicer than what I see Take it all away I don't want it anymore Don't touch me, don't see me understand me and these tears all my fear This, here In a year I aged fast and I want it back.