Doubts floating,
when you're not here
Feeling insecure,
the moment you disapear
Anxious, scared
and so much more
It's like bleeding to death,
on the floor
Hours next to the phone,
waiting for a sign, maybe a call
Still waiting, getting harder and harder,
every moment I can fall
Are you having fun? Thinking of me?
that's what I hope... hope, for me
*De persoon waarover het gaat is weg... voor 2 weke.. de twijfels groeie elke minuut dak nix hoor.. khoop datet ni zielig overkomt.. das helemaal de bedoeling ni..*