In Love With
The Days Of Old
It is like a thunderstorm rages in my brain
And my eyes let out the rain
These tears aren’t warm…but they are full of pains
These tears are cold like the ice in my veins
They run cold rivers down my face
It is like an artic mist
Freezing my lips that long to be kissed
My heart as well is frozen
Because I’m not the one you’ve chosen
My thoughts are cold as ice
You did the deed, I pay the price
My blood runs cold
Because I’m still in love, with the days of old.
Written by Drek
Submitted by Drek
Written by Drek
Submitted by Drek