This is a brief song that I found on Halou's page. It isn't famous of too particular, but it made me think of the strange relationship between Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn and so I thought u could apreciate it too. Hope you'll glad it, it's only a little thing!
When I see you, I see my own face
I want to save u from yourself
What could I do?
What could I say?
It's a downward spiral
I don't know what causes sorrow
of why it has to hurt to learn
But I have had a hart-, hart that's empty
I've felt the vacuum nature hates
It's clear to me
I wish that u could only see it
When I see you, I see my own face
I want to save u from yourself
What could I do?
What could I say?
It's a downward spiral
I don't know what causes sorrow
of why it has to hurt to learn
But I have had a hart-, hart that's empty
I've felt the vacuum nature hates
It's clear to me
I wish that u could only see it
28, 29
u wait
These are such basic things
u shouldn't have to voice them,
But u do
And in your eyes
Stars are only Christmas lights
And silk thread
And in your mind
Everything is quantified
And sharpened
It seems u have forgotten me
I will remind u
It seems you're overlooking me
I will find u
u seem not to care for me
Did u ever try to?
Am I really so hard to love?
All done up in your borrowed shades of Autumn
31, 32
u wait
Someone needs to hold u
Before u slip away
Because u always leave us guessing
Pushing pieces round your plate
Someone needs to toon u
Before u slip away
You're really not so far from us
You're really not so far