It's from a time when she was far away, and thinking of her everyday, I lost this love too the distance, so our love is frozen, a forever instance, still I long for her.
Mad Without You.
©
Stephen Thompson
M issing you so very much
A nd longing for your slightest touch
D ancing on the edge of doom
W e struggle just to find some room
I nside each others little world
T ingling swells within my chest
H old on to her forget the rest
O f all the fears that try and tear
U s apart from something rare
T o have you in my arms will be
Y our best ever gift to me
O h sweetness I am waiting for you
U nleesh upon me your violet hue.
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Published: April 2011
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