A drop in the ocean.
Jag får skylla mig själv, for sure. Jag visste om det. Men söndagsångesten kombinerat med bakisångest är ingen rolig kombination just nu. Frustration, tomhet, saknad.
A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven
I don't wanna waste the weekend
If you don't love me pretend
A few more hours then it's time to go
I wonder how you keep warm?
It's too late to cry, too broken to move on
And still I can't let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don't take what you don't need from me
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