The Lonely

The Bleeding Alarm

Compositor: Bleeding Alarm

I turned off every light
She said that our love was glowing
Now I do it every night
In the hopes that our hearts would stop slowing

Alone we feel night's long
Sadness versed in song
Desperately amiss and glorious

When the bleeding nears
From that special girl that loves me
And the wasted year
That I felt when my life meant something