I pick up my guitar, i try to form the words that would lead me to thoughts of you.
I don't get very far
cause it's been hazy. It's been me,
dealing with trying to remember you.
As the story goes,
we had to read a few books,
learn a few lessons, write some of our own stories to get here.
You tipped your hat and the match was struck
Light.
Dont forget the voice you use when you call me at night.
Before you roll those pretty eyes to bed.
Dont regret the time you're taking,
the promises you havent made yet.
He heard my heart say no more.
He will hurt you again, no more.
He was the darkest part of my day.
Took me away.
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