Her voice is faded to but a whisper
my connection seems so faint
Goddess when I called to you is all you hear complaint
I’m hanging on so tight now
I would like to feel your flow
but my heart is so raw and in my soul I just don’t know
Standing Still at the Speed of Light
Writing, true life, random facts and fiction
Her voice is faded to but a whisper
my connection seems so faint
Goddess when I called to you is all you hear complaint
I’m hanging on so tight now
I would like to feel your flow
but my heart is so raw and in my soul I just don’t know