Be My Escape.

Wouldn't it be nice to find a quiet place. Where you can listen to the breeze as it runs acrost your face. When you can actually start a thought and be able to finish it. A place where there is no war, no problems, no responsabilities. No worries. period. Somewhere my heart could fully mend.

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key. And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me. And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going becauseI gotta get outta here. Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake. I gotta get outta here And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape!!