When sitting on the sofa, eyes glued to a T.V. screen,
The flickering of some thousand bulbs so not entertaining
I only want to hold you tight and fall into a dream
I wish upon a trillion stars to fall into that dream
And when we are alone together, lethargic in your room,
The silence of two muted souls, the scents of your perfumes,
I only want to bring you close and wrap you in my arms,
I only want to cling to you and cherish all you are
And when you come to me in tears, sprung forth from wicked men,
And limply fall into my arms with wounds for me to mend,
I want to wish upon those stars, but I cannot pretend
For you need me, and I am here, and I am just your friend
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