tell me all your worries and i'll pretend it's all just prose
whisper all your troubles and your heartaches and your woes.
speak your rhymes and riddles beneath a canopy of stars
and tell the constellations all the stories of your scars.
talk
tell me all your worries and i'll pretend it's all just prose
whisper all your troubles and your heartaches and your woes.
speak your rhymes and riddles beneath a canopy of stars
and tell the constellations all the stories of your scars.