Free.
Gone off with my fantasies of you.
Without you.
Gone off with my fantasies of you.
Without you.
To breathe the air, You push out of your way when you move, deepest pleasure. The winds inside, A Storm. To see your eyes happy indescribable treasure, If only my own eyes could withstand whats rong. To live thinking we have ‘happy ever after’ A fantasy too heavy, To ever hold smiles or laughter. I…