Light Seep
How will I know that you'll save me?
Your little hands are getting shaky
It is time to let the light seep
From behind your eyes
Then I'll know my night survives
Do you know I crave to hold ya?
My hands and lips are getting colder
And every night I let your light slip
In between my eyes
Then you'll know our night survives
Autor(es): Stephen James Wilkinson
