I believe that there's a warm place that will always be there for me in your heart.
The kindness devoured by loneliness is being buried and washed away by the rain.
It feels as though you kindled a fire next to the old wounds in my heart.
So I beg you don't hurt me no more with your sweet words of love.
So perhaps I'd smile and wake up from the darkness of this world.
With this illuminating words.
Alone I've watched you as you've watched me.
So please love me.
Because I've always believed.
At least I thought I did.
