what heart doesn't look back
Wednesday, November 16, 2011 | 5:32 PM | 0 comments
Open up next to you and my secrets become your truth,
And the distance between that was sheltering me comes in full view.
Hang my head, break my heart built from all I have torn apart.
And my burden to bear is a love I can't carry anymore.
All I have, all I need, he's the air I would kill to breathe.
Holds my love in his hands, still I'm searching for something.
Out of breath, I am left hoping-
someday I'll breathe again.
'breathe again', sara bareilles



