your voice...takes me back home,
like the pied piper, but i willingly let you take control.
its soothing, and slow,
deep but has its own glow,
goosebumps every single time,
your tune just makes it all fine.
tears stop flowing,
happens only when you sing.
the silence fades away,
it finds an unknown tempting way to make me stay.
we may not talk like before,
but your sound doesn't make me feel alone.
never thought i'd cry, be begging just to hear someone's voice, but here i am now,
waiting to here from you, laying on the ground.
your voice,
hugs my soul, it knows i've tried.
its sinful, and i am drowning in it,
but its better than perfect.
