I couldnât choose the right words To describe whats insideâŠ
Its like Iâm drowning out at sea Intesity
He pull me over to the side lay me out to dry The few o the ones who know how it goes When skipper gets tipsy from show to show
So overpowering, burning, melting, this whole thing, raging through my blood⊠Love.
And every other day like in between I do things for him He does things for me Massages my pain away and takes my dog outside When i prefer the insideâŠ