I think, if you're losing your mind
just quite all of the time
it seems pretty right to
don't feel good tonightit's like
the words leave your lips into the air
and they all just taste like her
and this place and the stars and the moon
- it seem so long ago, but it's still too soonand it's not about me and you
it's not even about her
or the way she smiles,
because I love seeing her smile
it becomes a specific bright
every time she says his name
it feels right seeing her like this
it's just rightnow look at me
am I the same?
I don't have a name to smile aboutscreaming silence is paradox
still the realest thing I know
and golden moods aren't like the money in your pocket,
but they worth more than any coin ever couldit's so easy to breathe
it's so easy to smile,
to be gentle, to be here, to be kind
it's so easy to be me,
cause I just have to see
what they all expect me to beand in case you're going out:
it's just dancing
it's just people laughing
from time to time
it's just your friends all around
and all of these spotlights shine-just don't think about her
and the way she kissed you to this song
just dance,
cause it's not worth holding onbetter talk to me
talk about what's going on
are you (in)sane?cause if you lose your mind
just all of the time
it seems pretty right
to don't feel good tonightif all of your thoughts
circle around her
and if she's what you've lost,
being mindless is the only thing
that seems right to me
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...