Honey

You say my room is coffin shaped
Each time we lie in bed I lie awake
And trace the ceiling tiles
The longer that I stare I swear

There's dirt and insects crawling through the cracks
I laugh and look to you

But there are certain things that I can't do with you
Despite how much I'd like
No I can't feel with you
Or lift the weight

I hate to see you like this honey when I can't do
A single thing but I'll hold you

And when you grow tired of me
Or something more interesting walks into view
Well I'll still dream of you
Real colors shades and hues and wish

You'd seen me then as I saw you
Full of love and only love
You were my, my blinding love



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Writer(s): Clare Green
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