Take a seat and catch your breath, You're only working towards your death. For as the days go by, they go by oh so slow. But your blonde hair and gaping eyes send tingles down my nervous spine. And now the days go by, the go by oh so slow. But I'm yours if you want it. I can be yours to spend your life with. I can be yours we'll hide indoors petrified of the world. And if you'd rather stay in at night I can relate to that. And if it feels like your heart's dried up I can relate to that. And if... read more
