Walking

Fri, 04/21/2017 - 00:05 -- nobbaym

Walking  

Next to you 

Talking in the dark,

I don't have a clue.

 

What are you thinking about

At nine o'clock at night?

Cut through the silence

And tell me that I'm right.

 

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