61. Count The Days
You're right there, yet you're so far away.
And I'm still counting down the days
That pass as I try my best to move on.
The love I thought was there is gone.
You're right there, yet you're so far away.
And I'm still counting down the days
That pass as I try my best to move on.
The love I thought was there is gone.
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For far too long
I've been a prisoner,
Held captive by your beauty,
That I've never been strong enough
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You walked away
Left me alone
Nothing to say
No place to call home
He said he didn't want to hurt me,
So why do I feel this pain?
The rusty knife in my heart
Lets the deep wounds bleed.
My heart weeps
At the sound of her voice.
She walks by me,
But I've made my choice
Healing from heartbreak
is something one rarely does
from the moment of that day
even if it's just because
I know I can't have it both ways
We had a certain amount of days
But I still think of you