Hold me,Oh you
Don't move away from me
I like your touch
It makes me ,ME
Months have passed
and i have dried
Waiting for you to touch
after you cried
Let me convey your agony
I feel your pain in my dryness
My dry soul starts to ache
when i see you with a smile fake
You played with my ink
now i am loosing the our link
I want you back
before i dry
Listen to my cries!
Hold me ,Oh you
Once again
and make me your conveyor AGAIN!
