lunes, 30 de septiembre de 2019

The The "Bluer than midnight"



Save me, Save me, Save me Save me, Save me, Save me. The candles are lit. The curtains are drawn. There's still no sign of rain nor dawn. Our lips touch. Our limbs entwine. But the ghosts that haunt me won't leave my mind. Save me, Save me, Save me Save me, Save me, from myself. One sin leads to another one. Oh, the harder I try I can never, never, never find peace in this life. I ask myself where does lust come from Is it something to yield to or be overcome. I ask myself Why love can never touch my heart like fear does. Why can't love ever touch my heart like fear does?