Sitting across from me,
Palms on the table,
Eyes blank and searching,
I wish you’d just say it,
Tell me you’re sorry,
Even if you’re not,
So we can try again.
Sitting across from me,
Palms on the table,
Eyes blank and searching,
I wish you’d just say it,
Tell me you’re sorry,
Even if you’re not,
So we can try again.
Bohotea 