July: Into Her Arms

A Single Year / July: Into Her Arms
A wishing well for wounded souls
A tiny seed to a mighty oak
There’s broken hearts painted on the walls
From butterflies to violent storms
Like a child I fall
Into my lovers arms
Into her arms I fall
This fractured world is an empty shell
We stand so close to the edge
It’s a house of cards it’s bound to fall
And wildflowers can take it all
Like a child I fall
Into my lovers arms
( like a child I fall )
Into her arms I fall
A wishing well for wounded souls
From tiny seeds to a mighty oaks
This house of cards is bound to fall
And wildflowers can have it all

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This is so underated