Does it ever make you wonder ?
when the stars reflect on the sea
and if little butterflies have tiny eyes
that look upon you and me.
Does it ever make you wonder?
if your closer to the truth
like a shot of a gun
when things start to conclude.
I think I know what you may have done now,
I think I know a little more,
I think the storm is coming to get you,
hello are you in, because im home.
And your frightened voice in whimpers in the silent of the storm,
but I know your millimetres,
but I wont save you anymore.
You kept clinging on to a voice,
so that you didn’t feel alone,
and every time they walk out,
you feel scared afraid and cold.