August 26, 2010

leave it all,
the fights and all,
guess that summer's getting colder.

drove all night,
hoping that i could hold you tight,
back to our place here.

i am miles away,
how i wish i could turn out your lights.
ten different ways we could enjoy this night.

how long i'll wait,
just to leave it all,
the fights and all?

holding you tightly in my arms,
would be the greatest thing ever.

- he says.