Ohmygosh how totally cliche lol
The only thing I got are those rides
home in the late summer evenings.
The stars will bear witness to
the masked feelings held within.
Warm air seeps through the cracks,
drowning us in calm serenity.
The only thing I got are those unexpected
embraces on those cold autumn days.
The sun will set, the long talks on random
driveways will spark the night with desire.
Bottles spin, clocks tick, the tables will turn
you feel the butterflies fluttering about too.
The only thing I got are those words
I never said in the heart of winter.
You are distant, but the thought of
travel keeps me curious.
Mind is overflowing with thoughts,
but it all started on that fateful day...
...will you ride with me?
home in the late summer evenings.
The stars will bear witness to
the masked feelings held within.
Warm air seeps through the cracks,
drowning us in calm serenity.
The only thing I got are those unexpected
embraces on those cold autumn days.
The sun will set, the long talks on random
driveways will spark the night with desire.
Bottles spin, clocks tick, the tables will turn
you feel the butterflies fluttering about too.
The only thing I got are those words
I never said in the heart of winter.
You are distant, but the thought of
travel keeps me curious.
Mind is overflowing with thoughts,
but it all started on that fateful day...
...will you ride with me?