i long to hold you
but parts of you are so destroyed
that every time you
crumble
and when i kiss you softly
i leave bruises on your skin
i hate to see you go, my love
but i now see i am no doctor
and no matter how fierce my love may be
it cannot make you well
but parts of you are so destroyed
that every time you
crumble
and when i kiss you softly
i leave bruises on your skin
i hate to see you go, my love
but i now see i am no doctor
and no matter how fierce my love may be
it cannot make you well