From the broken horizon breaks out the crooked sunshine
I think it’s 5 am and you’re listening to my whine
I don’t cross the bridges
You don’t take the skylines
But deep inside I wish
Just we could have our times
Visit me in my dreams
Share me your desires
Be my remedy for eight hours, light up the fires
Come and give me aching
Sweet strawberry kisses
Tell me we’re making up for all the time my life misses
Yearning is a disease
And you infected me
I wish it’s going to end soon, I hope it is deadly
Go and give me calming
Mild apricot kisses
Look deep in my weary eyes and make me feel I exist
From behind the dark clouds slowly ignites the moonbeam
Wait again for the twilight that makes my soul swim upstream
Obvious, I know it
But I keep the silence
Just because I admit
All the dreams have no chance
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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