wash away
the lonely weeks made
and alone, my worried face
is grey
sipping on
the moments of the sun,
and the waves
of promise and waste
wash away
the lonely weeks made
and talk of pretty sea waves
of grey
the lonely weeks made
and alone, my worried face
is grey
sipping on
the moments of the sun,
and the waves
of promise and waste
wash away
the lonely weeks made
and talk of pretty sea waves
of grey