I get it...
really.... it's ok
really.... it's ok
I just need you to know...
I wanted you
I wanted you
...in every conceivable way
So if the feeling ever takes you...
catch a ferry to my arms
or jet across the sky to me...
from your somewhere
So if the feeling ever takes you...
catch a ferry to my arms
or jet across the sky to me...
from your somewhere
...far away
Until that day
Until that day
I'll see you...
in my thoughts...
each and every day
Thinking of what could've been
Thinking of what could've been
...wishing my delusions had stayed
© Debbie Razey 2015
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