15 October 2012
Our paths overlap, we keep happening to meet,
Criss cross criss cross,
I want to hide under under the sheet.
You walk on by, your eyes stony cold, in my chilled hands pieces of broken heart i hold.
Criss cross criss cross.
We pass everyday, our shoulders just brushing, my heart, so slowly every way you are crushing.
Criss cross criss cross
Criss Cross - GreenPixie #Phrase • Opuss № I