I remember the long warm December we shared
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I can still taste the air
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You were open and i was hoping you cared, hoping that you would be there for me
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That's the way it was meant to but i guess that your heart was free
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Free to take the best part of me and leave a hole where my heart should be
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Where it used to be
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Days are lonely and nights are only a veil
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And the air is so stale
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I'm still open but I guess you were hoping we'd fail
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So you could sail away from me
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And return to your open sea where I guess that you need to be
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Where you can wander endlessly
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Still you know that your heart was free
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And you took the best part part of me
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And left a hole where my heart should be
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Where you know it should be
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You're for me...I'd have sworn that it was my destiny
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But I know you were always free
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Free to be the best part of me
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I'd have loved you endlessly with my heart and soul eternally
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A love the way a love should be-ain't that the way a love should be?
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You are free, free to give back the heart of me and replace all the misery
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Since you took the best part of me And left a hole where my heart should be
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Where my heart should be
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Free
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| Alana Davis |
