The door ajar,
I am a crime scene,
empty bottles,
empty head,
as I refuse to relinquish the peace of my dreams,
the times when I knew where I was going.
I don’t want to be lost.
The door ajar,
I am a crime scene,
empty bottles,
empty head,
as I refuse to relinquish the peace of my dreams,
the times when I knew where I was going.
I don’t want to be lost.