The moments we live for
Guess I need to live more
Pour your heart out over the wine glass
Why are we sinning for
Thoughts at shore
The arising contemplation before you opened the door
What a brave concept, weakened by lack of action as I ran again
You reached out your hand and that brave feeling left my soul again
To the outside looking in, maybe we are platonic
To you and I , we are way more than friends
But I just continue to sin, and say the same words over and over again
Please don’t wait up
