dimanche, janvier 23, 2011

Through me

And I sit quietly
as you unlock the last door
You turn around and smile
I smile back and close my eyes

I imagine that im holding that last door of the night
Daydreaming that for once Id be by your side
Still talking with you
Still in your presence

As the sun goes down
Seeing the moon in your eyes
And I wish my sunrise
Could be when you open mines

How many time did I hoped
How many years it has been?
That hand you recently hold
Still resonate from the sweetness of your skin

What I wouldnt give for that smile
The things I wouldnt do to be the cause
And in this moment
You see right through me.

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