Nanna Bryndís Hilmarsdóttir Josie

Dry your eyes, dont let them see you like this, dont let them know how you feel. My red shot eyes, im stuck under these sheets, i just wanna hold you. want you to hold me. And what if this is we burned the bridge. That led straight to a perfect perfect world. And what if this is Are you gonna leave. Why cant i just hold you why cant you just hold me And what does this mean to you, when you sleep safe and sound in your bed Now what does this mean to you, hear your voice reflecting in my head