Campdogzz
On My Own
I just can’t breed a love
High and low
Through the winter with colder hands
Making the plans
For a rugged and broader shore
In good time
Before I show you another part of my mind
On my own
Digging right into cold red earth
Like a root
I didn’t know that was what I was putting you through
Forgive me needing familiar ground to lay hope
Before I show you another part of my soul
On my own
Digging around in your town
From Letras Mania