samedi, mars 20, 2010

fugitive

And when sharing was our goal
We made sure our need were safe
And now deprive
I'm hollowing my life

Every touch is a dream
Every dream is pain
And when I wake up
It's with tears in my eyes

There is this part of me
That's still want to be free
And there's this part of you
Hell, is what it's putting me trough

My peace of mind
Long gone with the smile
And my sleep
Fugitive to my life

Tracking down all three of them
I fail to recover any
And when time as passed
Will I still fear what i've lost?

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