So I know
You know.
Even left handed
I trace the shape
Of your color.
Fill the shadow
Of your song.
I frame your face
in the glass of my one good eye,
where I picture you
almost picturing me.
Lines (Part 3)
So I know
You know.
Even left handed
I trace the shape
Of your color.
Fill the shadow
Of your song.
I frame your face
in the glass of my one good eye,
where I picture you
almost picturing me.
