She would grab whatever she could - a look, a whisper, a moan - to salvage from perishing, to preserve. But time is most unforgiving, and she couldn't, in the end, remember it all.
She would grab whatever she could - a look, a whisper, a moan - to salvage from perishing, to preserve. But time is most unforgiving, and she couldn't, in the end, remember it all.
closer, lewis hamilton
i get a feelin' sometimes
that i can't get close enough to you
i feel it most in the nighttime
even though that's when i'm closest to you
if i could be under your skin
closer...