Moving On
  

The clock tells all
Time to move on
And breathe easy for a while
Ready for Sunday
The dawn of the summer sun
Your face dies with winter
And my heart is rebirthed in spring
Time is hard to hold on to.

Your voice still echoes off the canyons
Hidden deep within the desert
Your words are dried up
Your heart draws blood from it’s thorns
Sucks my body dry
I waited for your fairy tale
But a girl can only sleep for so long.

I’ll find my own way from thirst
I’ll pick out your thorns
And wipe away the blood
And as I face the sun
I’ll take my chances wandering the desert
To leave you in winter’s clutch.
I’ll head into summer
And I’ll leave you lost behind spring
Still promising storybooks
With happy endings.


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Moving on from a lost love.
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Written for any girl that has ever given her heart away to a guy who didn't deserve it. I got passed it, so can you.
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