I crave, what should not be. Desire of a memory. Passed in time, I should forget. But when I nest alone, of regret My bed is restless. And, I beg
Bluest day, in my blue sweater I am now wearing you As if you are sweet perfume My play it all the time Favourite Britpop record
Lonely, summer skies are falling By the rivers, on my cheeks, they’… Waves of sorrow wake me late at ni… When all I dream of is a summer,… Born of mine, of mind, a summer– n…
Big blue whales are crushing into… As I swim into the ocean deep To escape your sickness But you catch my leg, and pull me back to you
