Where all the stuffs stored

Remedy

remedy

remedy

The caress of your hand always be the best remedy for my anxiety

Laying my head on the pillow //  I shut my eyes and wait // and you go with your words // soothing down the wave

Today the world may turn it’s back to me // but when the night come // it’s my time to take the cruise control

A sip of tea or two // may works on my nerves // but nothing, nothing can beat the way you comfort me

maybe you’re not a teddy bear // maybe you don’t buy me flowers

But I can syre you’re the blanket I can found // to embrace me gently all night long

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