My Blood is Becoming Slower
But, I Feel No Different
My Breathe is Thinking
As if it Can't Decide
I Feel Like I've been Walking for Hours
On Some Desert
I've Come to an Oasis
The Water is Sweet
This Water is Sweet
I Don't Feel it Though
I Looked at Her Smile
I Felt Her Shiver
I Wanted for Her to be Warm
I Wanted that So Much
Her Touch On Mine
Like Drinking Sweet Water
I Can Look Out and See my Hopes
However Far They May be
I Can See Them
I Still Love Them
I Can't Help Myself
My Blood is Becoming Slower
But, I Feel No Different
My Breath is Thinking
As if it Can't Decide
This Girl
She Makes me Feel Distant
Apart From Everything
I'm Shivering Now
But, I'm Inside
I Feel as if I am Standing on Soft Grass
With Dust Blowing in my Eyes
I Look Away and See Her
Time Slows
But, My Blood Quickens
It Took Me So Long
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