We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together
Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better
Deleted things, I really meant
So now I'll say the things I never sent
My young eyes see the skies through colours of blue, red, yellow and grey. I often wonder how long this vision will stay. Will I forget the people's faces, I greeted yesterday. Is it alright for...
We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together
Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better
Deleted things, I really meant
So now I'll say the things I never sent
My young eyes see the skies through colours of blue, red, yellow and grey. I often wonder how long this vision will stay. Will I forget the people's faces, I greeted yesterday. Is it alright for...