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I want something tangible Something I can hold in my hands when my heart is full As I wake up from my slumber, so tempted to call your number
By Frankie Martinelli4 years ago in Poets
Your beauty, how could I forget? I spend the day staring at your "Good Morning" texts and wish myself away Maybe I'll hold you one of these days
We're the best on paper Write that on your list I love everything in your nature and I've never wanted anything more than this
Night after night scaling the walls Wondering how high I can climb Suppose I'll settle with hearing your voice on the phone line
Nothing on TV that makes any sense to me Can we rewrite history? Cause I'd much rather be well away in your arms tonight,
How heavy is the weight of your mind? Can I have a glimpse or is it somewhere only you reside? You're not alone Even when I'm always a step behind
I need to find the words that cover every angle of your face I need to find the words, before I run out of things to say See it's easy to write about you, cause you're the killer of my pain
Its late at night, but in my head the lights still on My body is shot, and I'm well aware I gave you the gun Now there are grooves on my skin where your hands used to be
So I know what you say and what you do are two separate issues Unlike you I cant hide the fact I miss you I was intense? Well I have more questions
Where do I go now everything hurts? Where do I go, and when will I learn Sitting here lonely, all bridges burnt Shes the only one I have
Even in the smallest of spaces, I know my times not wasted, cause I'm with you and I know you can't love me, cause your heart's been jaded by someone who wasnt me
I took my heart out to the cleaners It's been one whole day since I've seen her Although I have got no fear Deep down I know shes a cynical believer