Laura Gibson

Broken Bottle
Once I was a broken bottlelying in a crowded barwaiting for the band to start againAnd from the floor I'd stare up at the bright lights and the silhouettescast along the wall behind your headO, I would waitfor you to find me thereI would be you lighter bolder(?), unapologetic would have myself delivered to your handsyou wouldnt know me by the way my words curve up around the page and fall upon - I could not breathe out loudO, I would waityou would know me thenHave you ever begged ask a question of a songtried to know someone by following their words?sometimes you're a broken bottlewaiting to be undiscoveredin between the bright lights and the dawnO, I would waityou would find me thereO, I would waityou would find me there From Letras Mania