So far away – so outer space
I’ve trashed myself – I’ve lost my way
I’ve got to get to you got to get to you
Maybe you were right
But I was lonely
I don’t want to fight
I’m tired of being sorry
I’m standing in the street
Crying out for you
No one sees me
But the silver moon…………….
GhostStory
Why was I missing then..
That whole December..
I give my usual line:..
I don't remember..
I did not miss you much..
I did not suffer..
What did not kill me..
Just made me tougher!!!