Taste

She must not be listening She must not be within my reach Or she would have been here I'm waiting, waiting for you still to come back again Lovers stroll into the dusk Telling tales of fate I'm witness to this love I must not temp the hand to stray Far apart or in between Someone let go a sigh... let me be Let me go, let me be, let go of you, let go of me I suffer from your taste Paralyzed with emotion She was such a pretty face Pretty faces never stay with me I suffer in this place Where we first became one Is it necessary? I'm afraid of what may have already been done We're far apart or so it seems But she never said let go of me... And I won't, I won't just let this be No I won't cause this is where you left me Let me go, let me go