Life seems to be flowing so tenderly,
whistling another tired song....
My heart still locked severly...
to some one with whom i always belong..
and beats a lonely rhythm all night long...
Realign all the stars above in the sky
to change my fate and turn into love..all that I hate...
To have some one and not be alone...
But it seems my story is nothin more than what you see
or what I have done or what I will become...
My world is all the tiny things that I have left behind...
still standing strong and wondering if i still belong to my own skin...
May I still be so bold and I stay
to have someone to hold and say
your are my own and show that there are no bitter dreams
and shudders my skin and tells me my world will be all the tiny things that have to come ....
but it appears my heart will still beat a lonely rhythm all the nights to come..........
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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