Things must come to an end
Perhaps our day is here...
I can not find you, I want you to know my love is...
The sun raises,
Lust is extracted...
I reach out my fingertips
But all I find is empty space...
It's hard for me
When I'm here and you're there...
Every time I smile
I'm thinking of you and little man...
Last night I had dreams of Amsterdam.
Red lights, coffee shops, cannabis...
I feel so blue,
Knowing everything's change...
I know it's hard to find love,
But that the risk everyone taking...
I cried many nights,
Hoping I can hug you tight...
Is it safe to say that i'am stupid, trapped in his...
To scramble to the top only to find
The middle was more your kind of place...