im in desperate need
of a touch from your hand
lost in this bitter,chilling
world of lies
i cant bare the agony
of seperation
im in desperate need
of a touch from your hand
i lie awake at midnight
drinking away memories
yet they come on stronger
with each shot of vodka
im in desperate need
and i cant reach your hand
.....................
love is the searching eyes. the peasantry which longs for unattainable gold.

of a touch from your hand
lost in this bitter,chilling
world of lies
i cant bare the agony
of seperation
im in desperate need
of a touch from your hand
i lie awake at midnight
drinking away memories
yet they come on stronger
with each shot of vodka
im in desperate need
and i cant reach your hand
.....................
love is the searching eyes. the peasantry which longs for unattainable gold.

