Bassima

You cry about that time, praying late on trains, searching for a lullaby, did you wave a wand, like drain pipes take the rain, or music strikes a band, it isn't me that whines, there you go again, love isn't a fear inside, will you make a stand, or pay just the same, everything's a scam, you never bide the line, encourage me to say, hey everything's fine, I didn't commit a crime, freighters ply on ancient lanes, you sit beside the tide, i cannot say your name.