Windowless are your eyes
I'm your song
without reprise
from above
my tears they rise
without love
they nearly strive
to reach the air
become red
when meeting oxygen
I've become fed
up with your need to win
Drawn in are my arms
I begin
to feel your "charm"
I'v acted
and reacted
and I'm quite done
The lessons have begun
my tears
I've shed
become red
when meeting oxygen
not there, Instead
I've gone back home again
Never the less
I'll second guess
all that you say that
I can be
It's not today
that I will see
potential
or
Reality
become red
whem meeting oxygen
not there, Instead
I've gone back home My friend
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Definitely would make an interesting song. I really love the chorus. I think it would flow better if you removed the second 'that' from line 28 though.
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