I fold my hands to pray.
I close my eyes to see.
I close my mouth so I can think.
I turn down the lights.
Feel.
I turn down my head.
Am I done?
I take a deep breath.
Do I live?
Thinking 'bout you
And me.
It seems so strange.
So strange.
Feel
Cookie Consent
This website uses cookies or similar technologies, to enhance your browsing experience and provide personalized recommendations. By continuing to use our website, you agree to our Privacy Policy