In No Hurry (Written: 12/15/2014)
In no hurry,
left for dead,
living with a wish,
that's left unsaid.
Find me in the skies,
love my little lies,
the darkness is my disguise,
love my little lies.
In no hurry,
left to burn,
music notes left unheard,
you are what i yearn.
Place your fingertips
on my lips
In no hurry,
left for dead,
living with a wish,
that's left unsaid.
Find me in the skies,
love my little lies,
the darkness is my disguise,
love my little lies.
This is my one last chance to breathe.
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