A separationA baby with hands full of sticky sweets
A memory of a little safe space
That I once called home
I found it deep within the bottom of your soul
It gave me life
You are my life
And life is far away from fair
That home
Was nothing more than
A flare
Day 2
A separationA baby with hands full of sticky sweets
A memory of a little safe space
That I once called home
I found it deep within the bottom of your soul
It gave me life
You are my life
And life is far away from fair
That home
Was nothing more than
A flare