My head is heavy
waiting to rest on you,
right on cue
we’ll know what to do.
My body aches,
I haven’t been held,
I sometimes embrace
but never meld.
Locked in a prison
of a fate and desire,
left to myself
to soothe this fire.
My head is heavy
waiting to rest on you,
right on cue
we’ll know what to do.
My body aches,
I haven’t been held,
I sometimes embrace
but never meld.
Locked in a prison
of a fate and desire,
left to myself
to soothe this fire.