He holds me in his big arms, drunk and I am seeing stars. This is all I think of.
I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you’d be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn’t eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep
Comfort came against my will and every story must grow old
Tell me where’s your hiding place
I’m worried I’ll forget your face
I’ve asked everyone
I’m beginning to think I imagined you all along
if you get time come back and be mine
