Texty: Azure Ray. November. Just A Faint Line.

I called you on the phone
I said i was confused and in a daze
You said this uncertainty one day i would crave
So i wrote down exactly how i wanna live
And now it's a promise i'll never give

And it's a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability

It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability

It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate
A semblance of love
Of some stability

It's just a faint line
I'll trace to recreate