You are so hard to read. Like a foreign novel. I don't know. . If I'll ever figure you out. So many pieces of you. Like a jigsaw puzzle. My head is spinning around.
Staring out at a beautiful sunrise,. I begin taking in all the blue sky,. There are clouds raining down over yesterday,. I wasn't firing in the eye of a hurricane,.
You know it's not even what you've gone and done. That makes me sad I ain't mad,. Never been the type to stop you from having fun,. That ain't me I let you breathe,.