.

Gamla ord.. |

Suddenly you where dancing in front of…
Through the light towards the darkness…
Surrounding no one else but…
…me

From nowhere you stretched out your hand…
Eager to please my hospitality…
Clueless, reckless I was to…
…be

In the mornings I kept on dreaming
And in the nights it all came true
Didn’t care to look at the walls
Of the castle I was walking through

Didn’t care how you showed your vacancy
Not even when I hit the wall
And in my beloved castle of air
I couldn’t see how the walls began to fall

While dreaming somewhere else
My mind came caving in
While loosing my control I
Anaesthetized my soul from within

I don’t walk like you walk
I don’t talk like you talk
I don’t think like you do
I don’t think like you do

You where the perfect drug I never could do without
You where my perfect drug…

Ingen kommentar to 'Gamla ord..'

Ingen kommentar. Skriv nåt vetja...

Lämna en kommentar

*ett måste

(om du vill)


 
Kalender
October 2005
M T W T F S S
« Sep   Nov »
 12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
24252627282930
31  
Kategorier
Arkiv
Bloggtoppen.se


.