Tell me your confessions.
Let me be the ears for
Songs sung out of key, reminds me that I'm free
Feeling's
Finish what you've started here
You make your move just once
I've been hanging round for days
still confused about the way
Give me an age where I don't know a thing
Where
Salt in my eyes, stinging my brain.
It's been forty odd
Will you join me ?
I want to live these