Maria Mena Homeless
What is in this wine?
The more I drink the more I wander off
Into a stranger's eyes
I like the way that they reflect my thoughts
What is in this air?
It feels like feathery dust everywhere
And as I breathe it in
I breathe the masculine scent of his skin
And I feel homeless
Your comfortable caress
Has triggered unfamiliar restlessness
You and I are we
I feel I've lost my individuality
You're watching me rebel
Believing stories only hearts can tell
But when is it enough?
When do I call my feelings on their bluff
And I feel homeless
And I remember us now
But I forgot what we felt like
Somewhere along the way
