Spencer Bell
The Whole Damned Thing
She walked upstairsSat there on the bedNonchalantlyA joint in her lipsHow overly appropriate I saidShe cracks her mouth to smileI think I see a light insideIs that your heart, I askShe didn't know just what I meantAll she knew was that the answer was yesShe's not attached to meI'm not at any of her dreamsShe's not a part of meShe's the whole damned thing
From Letras Mania