You're still like a dream to me,I can almost touch those phantom edges,beautiful shapes that have left me longingon the precipice of what I can't understand.And I think I'm almost there again,before winter when I grew too jealous,too passive to...
You're still like a dream to me,I can almost touch those phantom edges,beautiful shapes that have left me longingon the precipice of what I can't understand.And I think I'm almost there again,before winter when I grew too jealous,too passive to...