vrijdag 15 november 2019

I Just Can't Be

That's just not me
I just can't be
the salt of dried tears
on those cheeks

Guess it was fun
but you just listen, hun'

That was not me 
I just can't and won't be
the salt of dried tears 
on those cheeks

Hope we will be fading
now
feelings will be subsiding
now
The end just in time
now
For us to move on
now
Towards unblemished skies
now

Guess it was fun
But as true as it was, hun'

Next would be me...

So I just can't and won't be
the salt of dried tears
on her cheeks.


MotherHustler

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