Leaving Tonight
by john g
Posted: Tuesday, July 6, 2004 Word Count: 30 |
Leaving Tonight
It’s December the weather’s cold
Like my eyes,
The tears have frozen there
Like the words she said
Can she have meant them
Or was it merely pride?
It’s December the weather’s cold
Like my eyes,
The tears have frozen there
Like the words she said
Can she have meant them
Or was it merely pride?