Michelle Nørgaard

And I know it's long gone, and that magic's not here no more

And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all.

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it. 

I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own - now you mail back my things and I walk home alone.