I want to know where I go always I want to know why I go always I want to go where I go always I want to go when I go sometimes
In the endless morning when your glasses were broken I want to stay where you are always I left you in the evening with the city all glowing You will keep going till you can't find yourself, that's why I love you
Your mind contracting with your studies and actions Builds to explosions like pictures of fractals I want to stop myself from going, from going I want to stay and I go.
No comments:
Post a Comment