jueves, 4 de junio de 2009



I cry when you cry,
guard you when you dream,
I'm here if you call me
and be silent when you curse
.



Don't let memories go, of you and me,
the world is down there out of view
.



You open your eyes,
but you can't remember what for.


No more couting all your lies,
no more waiting for your goodbyes,
it's too late
.



I've trusted you in every way,
but not enaugh to make you stay.





You are not coming back.








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The things I do for love.

When words became unimportant
That was when I understood
I was happy to have met you.
And somewhere in that time,
Silenty and softly, like feathers,
The snow began to fall.