"And all the good girls go home with broken hearts."

[xoalleeox13]

Step out the front door
Like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast
Of white on white.
In between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference
Between wrong and right.
I walk in the air, between the rain
Through myself and back again.
Where? I don't know.
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door I hear her crying.

Comments

[cheerandscore09]

Love, love, love that song! :)