My Everything
Forever and Always - EP (Coming Soon)
She cries a river that leads
Into an ocean of her hopes and dreams.
Her days are long and the nights are cold and lonely.
If she could hold his face just one more time,
She would like into those eyes and say:
"Darling, don't you be afraid
Because I am here and I'm here to stay.
So dry those eyes and smile for me,
Because baby, you're my everything."
He waits up for her all night long,
But he lays there alone until the dawn.
His eyes are bloodshot from the drinks,
As he tries to erase her memories.
But no matter what he says he prays
That she'll call him up and he'll hear her say:
So let's forget all of the problems that
Drove us apart, it went so fast.
So dry those eyes and smile for me,
Because baby you are my everything.
About the Creator
Austin Topham
Hello! My name is Austin, and I'm currently writing an album titled 'Forever and Always'. I also write a lot of poems, and I'll be sharing both poems and songs I've written here. I hope you enjoy my content!
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