• awfully_quiet 10w

    I got lost while the sunlight was painting us gold
    I got lost hoping that we would never get old
    I got lost when you walked with my hand in your hand
    I got lost when you asked me if I'd like to dance
    I got lost in the whispering sound of the breeze
    I got lost in a daydream of silence and peace
    I got lost in the moment, the space in between
    I got lost, I got lost in the dawning of spring

    -Anson Seabra