A million voices laughing loud
And I'm alone again tonight
Don't talk of fishes in the seas
Don't whisper words of Valentines
And it's 38 steps
From my front door
Completely sober
Making my bed
On the floor
Falling over
Don't tell me that it's the kind of night
For staying under the covers
When I know it's not the time
For recovering lovers
It's not the time for us
I guess it never was
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Temerate
I walk, you walk too
Side by side but not together
Is it wrong to remember,
To want to be something more than now?
Is it wrong that I still feel our youth,
And wish I was walking with you?
I see, you see too
But it's with different points of view
Is it wrong to feel this,
To want to go back the heartache?
Is it wrong not to turn away?
Cause I see you these days,
Sideways.
Side by side but not together
Is it wrong to remember,
To want to be something more than now?
Is it wrong that I still feel our youth,
And wish I was walking with you?
I see, you see too
But it's with different points of view
Is it wrong to feel this,
To want to go back the heartache?
Is it wrong not to turn away?
Cause I see you these days,
Sideways.
22
She sees
She feels the pain
And when her daughter tries to ask her
She says, 'it's hard to explain.'
Cause she feels,
With out.
Late night
Tap dance
Old movies, with romance
Scanning the channels for a sign
She says, 'if I can just find the right program;
There's a piece of myself I want back.'
But there's nothing on
She sings;
Closes her eyes
And when the sun starts raining down on her
It's been a short night
She's with out
And she knows now
She says, 'if I can just find the right man;
There's a piece of myself I want back, from him.'
But there's nothing on
Nothing good is ever on.
She feels the pain
And when her daughter tries to ask her
She says, 'it's hard to explain.'
Cause she feels,
With out.
Late night
Tap dance
Old movies, with romance
Scanning the channels for a sign
She says, 'if I can just find the right program;
There's a piece of myself I want back.'
But there's nothing on
She sings;
Closes her eyes
And when the sun starts raining down on her
It's been a short night
She's with out
And she knows now
She says, 'if I can just find the right man;
There's a piece of myself I want back, from him.'
But there's nothing on
Nothing good is ever on.
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