Close, but far away
I hate your good wil
your shoulder to lean on
’cause it feels so uncontrolled
when I don’t know what’s going on
I hate you to look at me
and the love you gave to me
’cause it feels forced and unreal
which I’m somehow unable to feel
I hate you close
I hate you near
But you for good away from me
would be my biggest fear...
Auteur: sorriso promise | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 28 juli 2004 | ||
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