Writing A Song Pt. 2

The next idea
My best idea
You always come
In the moment when I least expect you to
And I find a way
To slip away
From everyone
Just to have fifteen minutes alone with you
You’re not something I can make
Or fully understand
But when you ask me to dance
And take my hand
How could I say no
Music only weaken it
The words start to disappear
And I find it hard to sleep
You sing to me
And I wake up alone
I wake up alone