Is there room in here for me.
It seems so bright
and complicated.
I wake from dreams so stark and still.
I can't believe the daylight.
So put my naked thoughts to bed
and ask you in the morning:
'Am I truly anyone. And is there room in here for two.'
It seems so bright
and complicated.
I wake from dreams so stark and still.
I can't believe the daylight.
So put my naked thoughts to bed
and ask you in the morning:
'Am I truly anyone. And is there room in here for two.'