The Shadow

He comes like a cold wind on a winters night Yet he keeps me warm telling me what i need to hear Trying to make me believe That he is the one thats going to save me from myself My eyes give a slight shine,but Without stability nor promises. He comes like a cold wind on a winters night Yet he keeps me warm not making any false promises ...not making any promises Nor emty wishes He doesnt want to give me the world , He just want to lay by my side Slide his hand on my milky skin: As he said He just want to embrace the moment not giving anything but not expecting anything either Anything i do is out my own will anything i say well... Came out my own mouth Being with him means free to me This is such a mess... Iam trapped in my own view of how free should be