With skin on skin, and lights flashing through the night
she turns inside and and tries not to fight
she doesn’t dare to breathe, the evening stands still
hold on before the moment is killed.
Say goodbye to an old past love
the longing is never going to be enough
a tightly moulded version takes over now
there’s a way to get through this but I’m not sure how.
Remembering you in the dead of night
watching my darkness turn into light.
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