By the shower of a stream
I wait for you, in my dream
A red rose in my hand
A moment; the future? Or a mere glance?
Fogged by my own shadow
Turned inside out, don't know where to go
Cry, cry, cry on my own
I lie to myself
Saying it'll be ok
But as night looms; I gloom on
Tearing my heart
Piece by piece
There's no place for emotions in my life
Or in my dreams
Surrower's path
Fate stands back and laughs
And God looks down on me
Saying 'What a pitty'
The enchanted device
The mind's delight
Created to know
What's wrong from right
This where I am
Because of what I have in my past
Relieve the hunger
Passion goes yonder
And all to an end
None to this man's best
Forgive me, for this how I feel
This is who I am; this is who I always be
Garnished flower
Torns to parts
Go home
And cry alone in the dark
I wait for you, in my dream
A red rose in my hand
A moment; the future? Or a mere glance?
Fogged by my own shadow
Turned inside out, don't know where to go
Cry, cry, cry on my own
I lie to myself
Saying it'll be ok
But as night looms; I gloom on
Tearing my heart
Piece by piece
There's no place for emotions in my life
Or in my dreams
Surrower's path
Fate stands back and laughs
And God looks down on me
Saying 'What a pitty'
The enchanted device
The mind's delight
Created to know
What's wrong from right
This where I am
Because of what I have in my past
Relieve the hunger
Passion goes yonder
And all to an end
None to this man's best
Forgive me, for this how I feel
This is who I am; this is who I always be
Garnished flower
Torns to parts
Go home
And cry alone in the dark
1 comments:
jawaher: yeah..
i guess you can say that, i suppose
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