Where did you go?
Why couldn't I know?
Why haven't I learned to just say no?
Why did you lie?
Why did she die?
Come on you know why,
So tell me why,
Why did you make me cry?
And this is what I wonder as I heave a sigh.
Every moment is dream,
Or at least it's how they all seem.
So tell me how,
How can you expect
Us to live in one dream?
So there you go,
Standing on your last toe,
Yelling at me through the radio.
Touch my heart and whisper,
I Love you, I love you, I love you.
Hold my hand and make me feel secure.
Then once I'm weak and searching for a cure,
Love me and become
My favorite listener
 Alucarda Incarnate · Wed Apr 05, 2006 @ 12:17am · 0 Comments |
