Saturday, April 30, 2011

Thought If

its me you are talking to
no need to hold onto?
my space is what i need tonight
afterwards,its all on me and I

love me then leave me
then love me then leave me
its me who now should be leaving
wake up from slumber and open my eyes
remove those colored glasses that on i relied

saw you in my eyes an angel,
lived with u in the sky
but it seems not only them can live that high
thought our life was magic
but in truth its tragic
thought when my hair goes white
your hands will be in mine
you`ll help me cross the traffic
your eyes,would still be my magic

thought if i hold onto us then we`ll make it
but all the time you were absent
relationships is a two way investment

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