Woodson
An image painted black in the back of my head.
It came so clear last night,
you showed me that your words mean more than actions do.
I was listening to you.
Someone is listening,
that someone is you.
You build me up,
you break me down again
and I take it.
If this night,
if this kiss were something real.
Writer/s: JAMES SUPTIC, MATTHEW PATRICK PRYOR, ROBERT POPE, RYAN POPE