Testo Down The Aisle With You Last Days Of April
it's always changing.
some we're holding up too high.
so you're sorry now.
so you need me now.
as if i ever loved you.
as if i would walk down to the altar with you.
as if i would care for someone other than you.
tears. how they make us stay.
til our cheeks dry from comfort.
time. and we thought it would heal.
as if i could make you want me.
some we're holding up too high.
so i'm slipping out of your head.
while you'll stay put in mine