Still waiting on the sounds of your voice to pierce my ear... To reach in the canal to the drum ready to bounce the tone I'm to hear... I thought I heard some time ago yet it wasn't u... Seems I was looking a lil to hard for someone n accepted jus anyone waiting on a truce... I went in n have everything I had n walked away knowing you weren't them again n again... But they did help me as I still sit all alone as a better man... I touch them n if it were my guess it was too perfect the way you're to be felt... Unknowing if even what you look like so I'm somewhat lost on wanting the help... N they say I'll know who it is when you step out from the sea of people as we collide... Truly changing my item mindset n the way I live my life... So shoot me a whisper if you ever walk on by... I'm sure there'd be no denying how u form into the beauty before my eyes... N no I don't wanna kiss anyone if their lips don't have the flava of your own... Jus reach for me if u ever come close enough to feel me needing you n not another clone... Turn me back on so we can get to the fingerfiner we keep dreaming of every night... As the memory of us can finally live there good life... I've been patient for far too long... N I'm so sick n tired of relations goin so very fuckin wrong... I'd like to know what it's like to follow the shape of your face... N the way it slides down my tongue to say your name...
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