I can see where we'll go from here
Thrown down, pent up words we could not say
You come. You come to me.
I'm holding up your Oppenheimer eyes
I didn't want to let you down
Roots lain to bare
So deep...so wide...so sexual...
From the movement
There's no answer, only the searching
And we even let that slip away
You come. You come to me.
I'm holding up your Oppenheimer eyes
I didn't want to let you down
Roots lain to bare
So deep...so wide...so sexual...
From the movement
Lyrics
Here are all my lyrics. You'll notice on the right side underneath the list of months is a list of my albums. Or use the search button. I am sorry things are abstract, but I kinda like it that way. *smile*