What should never be...
In the silence that echoes in her absence,
A deep emptiness settles within me,
Like a void that can never be filled,
I long for her presence to set me free.
When she speaks my name, gooseflesh appears,
A shiver that dances down my spine,
Her words wrap apround me...
A deep emptiness settles within me,
Like a void that can never be filled,
I long for her presence to set me free.
When she speaks my name, gooseflesh appears,
A shiver that dances down my spine,
Her words wrap apround me...