it’s been a long year since you’ve been gone
I’ve been alone here I’ve grown old
I keep a journal of memories
I’m feeling lonely I can’t breathe
I fall to pieces I’m falling
it’s been a long year since you’ve been gone
I’ve been alone here I’ve grown old
I keep a journal of memories
I’m feeling lonely I can’t breathe
I fall to pieces I’m falling
I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!