I'm wasting me on a wish, a dream, a memory, a pipe dream, a pie in the sky black and burning. If you see me all alone I'm wondering would you hold me in our bubble. I can imagine this scene. Us in the sea our bodies quivering. Holding trying to keep our sad souls floating. It was just me here alone and wondering what came to be. This angel of mine my head feeding me every line freezing you and I in a lovely image testing time. I just hope it can stay cold outside.