Sitting by the window, staring at the sunrise
Rocking back and forth, shaking the hurt
I miss it, I miss you, I miss me
Why does it all have to change so constantly?
Go away so quickly?
Constant Change
Words Under The Moon
{Poetry & Prose}
Sitting by the window, staring at the sunrise
Rocking back and forth, shaking the hurt
I miss it, I miss you, I miss me
Why does it all have to change so constantly?
Go away so quickly?
Words Under The Moon 