Can i walk you back to your house, it’s been a long day?
You can walk with me wherever you want
I choose the sun
The winter air is hard to breath, can i borrow your scarf?
You can borrow what ever you want
I choose your smile
It’s been a long December,
and we are still smoking the same cigarettes
without feeling any regret what so ever?
It’s so hard to choose when you are here, holding my hand
Look in to my eye’s and say : „i’ll stay“. I’ll stay.
I clear my throat to reply but i drowned in your words
You may choose your worth, your luck
I choose your cliches
It’s been a long December,
and we are still smoking the same cigarettes
without feeling any regret what so ever?