2PM Typical Lorelei. Walks right on past her destination by nearly 3 blocks because there's a song being written in her head. Now that I've made that course correction I have to put the muse on hold, because stuff to do. I'd probably rather stop everything and write the damn song but.....no.
I'm going through some motions but I'm not moving on
There's too much of you inside me
Too much of my heart gone
My light is on pause, maybe a lost cause
I'm the one that got away but you don't know that yet
Perhaps years from now when you are drowning in regret
Thinking I've moved on because I'm long gone
Catchy little thing isn't it?