these thoughts spill over: ...grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers
these thoughts spill over: every step you take...
these thoughts spill over: i jumped across for you
these thoughts spill over: it's only half past the point of oblivion
these thoughts spill over: there you are sitting in the garden, clutching my coffee, calling me sugar
these thoughts spill over: so run your fingers through the flowers and remember we were there
these thoughts spill over: Escape = height x wings