Overdue - Spor, Tasha Baxter

Leaves are falling fast,

Sun-kissed skin is fading at last.

The memories of you,

A fragile seed in bloom.

The room we shared our dreams,

We’d carve our breath on to heated sheets,

As winters frozen frames,

Breath into our, childlike ways.

This time we move back on You live like you did, when too young to know.

On bye he said (???)

Sweetest than a last goodbye.

The room we shared our dreams,

We’d carve our breath on to heated sheets,

The memories of you,

A fragile seed… in bloom

This time we move back on You live like you did, when too young to know.

On bye he said (???)

Sweetest than a last goodbye.

The room we shared our dreams,

We’d carve our breath on to heated sheets,

The memories of you,

A fragile seed… in bloom