...
i got lost in dashboard tonight
writing to no one...but really it was you
do you even know it's you that i think of when i type now
not him as much as he may have been able to sing my soul to comfort
it's you...
leaving me a promise of more soon...
stimulating my mind as well as my heart
but who are you?
your words make me wish i did know you in my everyday life
and my heart is teased and tortured by this lack of flow
our words restricted to shorts and quick questions for comfort
but who are you?
i feel full and empty at once,
full of hope
empty of truth
hmmmmmmm
my thoughts are too rampant
and I must get to work
and concentrait on something other than you
writing to no one...but really it was you
do you even know it's you that i think of when i type now
not him as much as he may have been able to sing my soul to comfort
it's you...
leaving me a promise of more soon...
stimulating my mind as well as my heart
but who are you?
your words make me wish i did know you in my everyday life
and my heart is teased and tortured by this lack of flow
our words restricted to shorts and quick questions for comfort
but who are you?
i feel full and empty at once,
full of hope
empty of truth
hmmmmmmm
my thoughts are too rampant
and I must get to work
and concentrait on something other than you