No more ink
An old story from years ago,
a silhouette still lingers on,
a heart still beating at his thoughts,
searching all that has been lost.
Touching dreams in her thoughts.
Time is stuck at that old love.
There unspoken, inside locked,
sparkling still feeling cold.
Distant waves, different routes,
somehow still in her thoughts,
just a smile and some words, ...
a silhouette still lingers on,
a heart still beating at his thoughts,
searching all that has been lost.
Touching dreams in her thoughts.
Time is stuck at that old love.
There unspoken, inside locked,
sparkling still feeling cold.
Distant waves, different routes,
somehow still in her thoughts,
just a smile and some words, ...