Senin, 21 Mei 2012

Strom

Stop talking
I hate myself for knowing everything
Before you even opened your mouthI wanted to lie and run away but
Your two eyes are telling me goodbyeI finally set my heart to leave
And it came to me like a harsh storm
It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain
Because it was more painful than a fate shattered like glass
At the end of this walk, I let you know but you wouldn’t knowStop crying
I hate myself for knowing everything
Before I get wet with your tears
I tried to lie and avoid it but
Your two eyes are telling me goodbye
I finally set my heart to leave
And it came to me like a harsh storm
It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain
I was sick with a love fever
The meaning of these tears trickling to my dried lips- you’ll never know
Don’t try too hard to get far away
My body has already broken into pieces just like you wanted
I can’t go a step closer to you
I finally set my heart to leave
And it came to me like a harsh storm
It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain
Because it was more painful than a fate shattered like glass
At the end of this walk, I let you know but you wouldn’t know
I was sick with a love fever
The meaning of these tears trickling to my dried lips- you’ll never know

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