words
For some reason, I can’t keep my eyes off the short loop. There’s beauty in nature and in daily experiences. I think most people depend on others or a lot of money to feel this happiness, but I think,
happiness is always a state of mind.
Can You?
You were alone, left out in the cold clinging to the ruin of your broken home.
Too lost and hurting to carry your load, we all need someone to hold.
You’ve been fighting the memory on your own and nothing worsens— nothing grows.
I know how it feels being by yourself in the rain, we all need someone to stay.
Hear you falling and lonely, cry out,
"Will you fix me up? Will you show me hope?"
At the end of the day you were helpless,
"Can you keep me close? Can you love me most?"
Can You?
You were alone, left out in the cold clinging to the ruin of your broken home.
Too lost and hurting to carry your load, we all need someone to hold.
You’ve been fighting the memory on your own and nothing worsens— nothing grows.
I know how it feels being by yourself in the rain, we all need someone to stay.
Hear you falling and lonely, cry out,
"Will you fix me up? Will you show me hope?"
At the end of the day you were helpless,
"Can you keep me close? Can you love me most?"
