Every time i think of you,
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue.
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find,
living a life that I can't leave behind.
There's no sense in telling me
the wisdom of a fool won't set you free.
But that's the way that it goes and it's what nobody knows,
while every day my confusion grows.
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray.
I'm waiting for that final moment,
you'll say the words that I can't say.
I feel fine and I feel good.
I'm feeling like I never should.
Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say.
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday?
I'm not sure what this could mean.
I don't think you're what you seem.
I do admit to myself that if I hurt someone else,
then I'll never see just what we're meant to be.
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray.
I'm waiting for that final moment
you'll say the words that I can't say.
Montag, 21. Juli 2008
Samstag, 12. Juli 2008
Zurücker Denn Je, Trauriger Mehr Als Sonst
I want a boy.
I want a girl.
I want to leave this world.
I want to drink.
I want a pill.
I want an ocean full
for years of tears,
lot of fears.
I'm Sorry.
I'd like to thank myself for killing me.
But you wouldn't understand.
I'm not a girl yet I'm not a woman.
Lost and loveless.
Sleep for days.
A million lovers thrown away
over nights and frowsty fades.
Soft as heaven, again and again.
What have I got to give to you?
Was in your hands and very thin...
Do you remember me?
Woke up late in a fade.
I'm Sorry.
I'd like to thank myself for hurting me.
Still starving.
Lost and loveless.
Sleepless overnight.
One person ghostly fading.
Soft as heaven.
I'm coming - heaven!
I'm driften through another day...
I want a girl.
I want to leave this world.
I want to drink.
I want a pill.
I want an ocean full
for years of tears,
lot of fears.
I'm Sorry.
I'd like to thank myself for killing me.
But you wouldn't understand.
I'm not a girl yet I'm not a woman.
Lost and loveless.
Sleep for days.
A million lovers thrown away
over nights and frowsty fades.
Soft as heaven, again and again.
What have I got to give to you?
Was in your hands and very thin...
Do you remember me?
Woke up late in a fade.
I'm Sorry.
I'd like to thank myself for hurting me.
Still starving.
Lost and loveless.
Sleepless overnight.
One person ghostly fading.
Soft as heaven.
I'm coming - heaven!
I'm driften through another day...
Abonnieren
Posts (Atom)