he’s still my John Doe…
still strange, unreadable, unpredictable…
will i find a day when i figure out who he really is,
or i’ll just reach my own threshold,
feel exhausted,
and he’ll just always be my John Doe?
he’s still my John Doe…
still strange, unreadable, unpredictable…
will i find a day when i figure out who he really is,
or i’ll just reach my own threshold,
feel exhausted,
and he’ll just always be my John Doe?