my love(A.Melleby)
eager to let everyone else know
eager to let down the guard
only problem was
there was no one there to listen
trees grow
lawns are cut
people go to work
there´s no telling where this story
would not go
unless you decided
not to shut the fuck up
I say
it´s more than a name
like Morrissey
a name synonymous with words
few others fare to travel
a name synonymous with words
few others dare to speak
smoking up a storm
in a room as windless as your mother´s womb
dreaming of paths far less travelled
than the one you just travelled yourself
stoned as the grand canyon herself
it´ll take time to grind you down to the ground again
the meantime
is what it´s all about
I don´t ever want to give you up
I don´t ever want to take a second breath without you
ever again
my love
can you hear me
my love
I don´t ever want to give you up
I don´t ever want to take a second breath without you
ever again
my love
can you hear me
my love
