Epithets
Main Roads
I have this vision in the back of my mindWhere we meet up at the end of our livesAnd blithely with a smile you say "it was nice to almost know you"And I'm goneBut I'm fearful of that coming trueEven though my interactions with you are scarce at bestIf knowing you's the hardest test I've faced this yearI still consider myself on a winning streakBut if your week's only 60 hours longWell there's a chance I'm just getting this wrongI've been so wrong before
From Letras Mania