i've been brave
i've tried to save
my dying soul
no longer whole
and in the end
i will not bend
i will stay strong
i'll carry on
with or without
there is no doubt
there's air in my lung
and lies on my tongue
i'm perfectly fine
i'm drowning in wine
a smile on my lips
his hands on my hips
but i know he's not you
there's nothing i can do
my heart cries for your touch
missing you is too much
p.r.
