A loss like this feels hard.
In one day I lost my faith.
Had it only been for a game of card.
I lost the only one - I feel hate!
A strong hand holds me down.
I can not move, no matter how hard I try.
I feel like such a klown.
And I keep asking myself why.
You ran away from me.
Did I scare you that much?
What really happened - I did not see.
Why are you not here, here with me?
My arms I hold open, ready to hug you one more time.
Why can you not see.
I want you to be mine.
Skrevet d.
2. juni 2006, 14:48
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