Where do I begin
Your spirit touched my skin
Touched my skin
And if you disappear
I'll be waiting here
My dear
In glory of it all
I fall into your starry nights
But none of it mattered at all
The trees don't whisper like they used to and I
Hope after Autumn dies away the cold won't take away my life
Take my life
Take my life
Take my life
My life.
Harrison. We're gonna get back into music, alright? And, I totally get it if you're like "nah I'm done. I need... I need, to know who I am first before I start creating things to show people who I am" which is totally understandable. But god. You.. you gotta make something bro, I know you got it. Bro, I totally get it...