Water
Wash over me. Just make me see what I've come to be inside this sea of what I've been, 'cause I am what I was and I am not who I will be. Fate is no destiny.
Wash over me. Lose me in your eyes; in your cries for help. I've only ever wanted to know who you are.
And when I know, then will be revealed to me just how much I've missed in my desire to know the fire that has taken my heart.
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Don't talk to me. Just let me see what I've been in the past of your eyes. It never felt like a surprise. I have known and I will know. Strike a chord, just regress into my soul as I lose myself inside the sea; inside your eyes inside of me; inside my cries for help.
Wash over me. Don't let me go. Just leave me here while I lose control.
Copyright © Natsirt Nav Neram | Year Posted 2005
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