Letras
A sliding scale
A record time
Its all we wrote
In a book of lines
Say you wont walk out early
Say you wont take that path
I cannot split a fraction
Of something that will not last
A sudden glance
That makes me freeze
Its so unfair
To be on your knees
You float slower than air
Say you wont walk out early
So you wont take that path
I cannot split a fraction
Of something that will not last