Wandering Soul - Alex Parks

I’m wanting

your body

your mind and soul for a moral-less state

of that which I can’t get out of my endless thoughts of the sharp edge of you

cuts me voice

when I say your name

I’m thinking that

I’m just a wandering soul

waiting for someone to take hold

and I’d choose not to love you

I’ve been here too many times before

reflection

imagined

you’re one thing in the front of my mind

staring me into my blue eyes

the sharp edge of you

cuts me voice

when I say your name

I’m thinking that

I’m just a wandering soul

waiting for someone to take hold

and I would choose not to love you

I’ve been here too many times before

I’m just a wandering soul

a wandering

a wandering soul

been here too many times before

been here too many times before

I’m thinking that

I’m just a wandering soul

waiting for someone to take hold

and I would choose not to love you

I’m thinking that

I’m just a wandering soul

waiting for someone to take hold

and I’d choose not to love you

I’ve been here too many times before