Life is complicated
Scattered heart,
Lonely hands,
Cold toes,
Walking along the lonely worn pavement,
Cold late summer breeze,
Evoking a keen sense of regret again,
asking to myself what had I done,
I blamed this breeze for blowing me on...
Lonely hands,
Cold toes,
Walking along the lonely worn pavement,
Cold late summer breeze,
Evoking a keen sense of regret again,
asking to myself what had I done,
I blamed this breeze for blowing me on...