I was driving around for a few hours, clearing my thoughts, James Arthur say you won't let go playing at the moment. I hear a familiar sound. I look closer I see you ride past me as if god was listening to my thoughts and my questions.
I promise you - I truly do - that one day your sweet tender tortured heart will find its way to a love that loves just like you do. - I know this to be true, and I patiently (but not too patiently) wait.