Whispering winds howl
Softly caressing my ears
I've been waiting for hours
But it feels like it's been years
When I think about you
There's never any use for grey and blues
You make me have a percussive heartbeat
I feel like I've lived my whole life
In a backstreet movie scene
Without a script to guide me
Withering winding trees
Stroke everything they meet
I've been searching the streets
Hoping to find the one I need
When I think about you
There's never any use for grey and blues
You make me have a percussive heartbeat
I feel like I've lived my whole life
In a backstreet movie scene
Without a script to guide me
I said your name
But the devil never came
I searched for your face
But nothing had changed
I saved you a space
I watched you walk away
Storms just leave you in disarray
When I think about you
There's never any use for grey and blues
You make me have a percussive heartbeat
I feel like I've lived my whole life
In a backstreet movie scene
Without a script to guide me
The sand is warm beneath my feet
Nothing left but shattered concrete
I've been searching all my life
Never once did I think we'd meet
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The Space Between The Sand And The Sea By Nailinthewall
PoetrySelected, original poetry and songs that remind me of the beach!
