Short life

created by Bad Thief

your heart is sincere

but you never tell me what i want to hear

if there are no words

then why not show me what you mean

now, it’s all a dream

you won’t settle down

and i can’t let it go

I’d rather taste your fear

then let you dissappear

ill reach out to you

when theres nothing left to do

theres nothing wrong

with being wrong

but how can i love what i do not know

i hope, when the morning comes

you’ll be calling out my name

and i will reach out, reach out to you.