Woorden: Over It. Timing Is Everything. Fall.

Were we just broken-hearted when we spent,
the night under the stars? Seemingly, your
eyes focus on me and I wish that I could be...

between all these lines
the print is way to fine to read
could we please retrace a lost design,
so I could fall into your arms just for awhile?

I find myself back where we started.
Dreaming alone, tearing down these walls
That time has built between us.
Coming home has never been the hardest thing.

Were our stars dim when we set sight?
Or were we too lost in each other's eyes to even care at all?
I promise I'd try I'd sacrifice all my time...if I could fall into you for tonight.