Pluck the grass strand
pluck the grass strand
feel home
I got so scared now that you
close the door.
Colour your hand
there are so many shades
leave the dark one that
slowly fades.
I am
what you don't need
anymore.
How can I
wish to caress
your soul again.
Keeping you up
is keeping you mine
keeping you still
is what I...
What have I
done.