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Why can't I see what's in front of me
I see the doors that I can't open
Adding locks from time to time
When it opens something blocks me,
and I'm asking myself why
Did I take the steps I wanted?
Was it just a state of mind
I feel sorry for myself everytime I close my eyes
And I fall into a hole and I can't take no more
(Well I can't take no more)
Why can't I see what's in front of me?
What's behind the door I wonder
Must be brighter than my past
Will I feel a little different when I take myself across?
Was it really worth the journey; was it just a foolish task?
I feel sorry for myself when I open up my eyes
And I fall into a hole and I can't no more
I see the doors that I can't open
Adding locks from time to time
When it opens something blocks me,
and I'm asking myself why
Did I take the steps I wanted?
Was it just a state of mind
I feel sorry for myself everytime I close my eyes
And I fall into a hole and I can't take no more
(Well I can't take no more)
Why can't I see what's in front of me?
What's behind the door I wonder
Must be brighter than my past
Will I feel a little different when I take myself across?
Was it really worth the journey; was it just a foolish task?
I feel sorry for myself when I open up my eyes
And I fall into a hole and I can't no more
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