When i'm looking into your eyes,
I feel that I'm weak,
but I'm flying, flying in the skies,
my mouth is closed, and I can't speak.
I am confused,
but I take the pain,
I am being used,
and I am going insane
I am dreaming, dreaming through the night.
Here i'm lovin' my life,
because I have you as my bride,
but the love is cold, cold as ice.
I'm keeping it as a secret,
that you own my soul,
Or else I'm unprotected,
But it looked like i've full control.
It's a sad story about my life,
I am still waiting for you,
to ask me to be my wife.
Just for a day or a year.
'Cause you have my heart,
my heart on a spear.
Skrevet d.
17. maj 2004, 18:33
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