Wednesday 13 June 2007 photo 1/2
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I don´t want her to wake up So I can watch her when she sleeps And when the eyes are closed, her hair I sweep Dont wake up For I idolize her when she turns, twist and moanes For I idolize her when she turns, and clears her throat For her, this I wrote And I hope she sees my past mistakes, aches and heartbreaks And I hopes she see´s me for what I am Call it an act of mercy, a quick bullet through the head A metaphor for my self-righteous ways, I´ve read The simple fact that I want her The simple fact that I lost her And I´ve grown cold, these past years I´ve grown accustomed, subbdued by my own fears And it shows, And I drift away My eternal gift and curse, neither good nor worse I am a sea of excuses and she´s the island that witholds and refuses I don´t want her to wake up So I can watch her when she sleeps And when the eyes are closed, her hair I sweep Dont wake up Please just stay
Annons