segunda-feira, 30 de julho de 2012

Tears



Time passes by slowly
as shadows dance on walls
and hardly see me...
some don't see me at all.

a tear drops from my eye
and I feel it again,
the sound of your lies
and the taste of pain.

my words are hollow
whispered to the wind
some are hard to swallow
and spoken in sin...

but inside me there's a fire,
a hope that still lingers,
hanging on a thin wire
wrapped around my fingers.

dreams of you escape me
they're not mine to keep
they're not yours to see
they're just tears I weep.

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