10 december 2017

Lucka 10 - Make it to me

My mind runs away to you
With a thought I hope you'll see
Can't see where it's wandered to
But I know where it wants to be

So sick of this lonely air
It seems such a waste of breath
So much that I need to say
So much to get off my chest

I'm waiting patiently
Though time is moving slow
I have one vacancy
And I wanted you to know

That you're the one designed for me
A distant stranger that I will complete
I know you're out there
We're meant to be
So keep your head up
And make it to me
Sam Smith

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