Feels Like July One For The Road Two For Destiny
Lover
I am no fighter
I'm looking for peace
Way underneath
May I come inside
Your vulnerable mind
And plant all my seeds
So you'll always love me
But the truth is I'm done
I've packed up my bags
I'm hitting the road
To see a friend
This is the last
You'll see of my face
And my crooked smile
Your lips loved to trace