Stories And Comets
Bend Not Break
Bend my heart but it will not spill in your hands
Break me with the sweetest of smiles
I can feel every breath and ever beat that our hearts skip
Every smile and warming sigh remind me that I'm here with you
Where are all of the fears I thought I'd have for this tonight?
With butterflies and pale moonlight,
This is where our soulds earn their wings
Can we just keep lying here staring at the stars?
From Letras Mania