Sing Like A Finch
The way you made me feel like a grown-up,
Gentle calloused hands searching every inch.
Candied-honey words left me a sick pup.
Waves of an ocean, I sing like a finch.
Isolation for years causing cold feet.
Keeping a vow not to catch a...
Gentle calloused hands searching every inch.
Candied-honey words left me a sick pup.
Waves of an ocean, I sing like a finch.
Isolation for years causing cold feet.
Keeping a vow not to catch a...