Shade

Little did you know

It was taking hold of my head

Little miracles

So subliminal, let me rest

You run from me, from me

You won't be my making

You run from me, from me

You won't be my shade, please

Little did I know

You were miserable for several months

It's invisible

Little metaphors weren't enough

I run from you, from you

You won't be my making

I run from you, from you

You won't be my shade, please, please