Maria MenaHomeless

What is in this wine? The more I drink the more I wander off Into a stranger's eyes I like the way that they reflect my thoughts What is in this air? It feels like feathery dust everywhere And as I breathe it in I breathe the masculine scent of his skin And I feel homeless Your comfortable caress Has triggered unfamiliar restlessness You and I are we I feel I've lost my individuality You're watching me rebel Believing stories only hearts can tell But when is it enough? When do I call my feelings on their bluff And I feel homeless And I remember us now But I forgot what we felt like Somewhere along the way © 2019