So close to the next day,
Where I can slowly get away,
From the things which I am hiding from,
From the things that are going to come...
It's like hiding in a big field,
With nothing and no one to be my shield...
Some one to lie with me in the tall grass,
Someone to help me forget about the past.
You're the one now in my dreams,
Even when we're on different teams...
I listen to the wind as it passes us,
As fast as a speeding bus...
My eyes follow you as you walk,
My ears listen as you talk...
I want to feel close to someone,
I want to feel like I belong,
So I keep on living each day,
Yet it is so easy to get away...
To pull the trigger to this gun,
Stop my pain so you can have fun...
But then again, I like to be me,
Sitting in the grass - I'm free...
Free to grow into who i am,
And I open the door to slam...
Slam the door shut hard,
But even that won't stop me being scarred...
Yet everything points to a new life,
So I will put away my knife...
As I want to be with you for a long time,
And this line doesn't have to rhyme...
But then again this is about you and me,
And one day I will write a poem about us by the sea...
Because one day we will walk hand in hand,
Step by step across the sand...
There will also be other things we will do,
People will look and say who?
Who are they? The people in love,
Or as we stare at the stars above,
People will smile at our names,
As the world goes up in flames...
Because you and me will see only each other,
There will only be one another...
You will be my heart, my soul,
You will make me completely whole...
The only thing I have left to do,
Is to find the guy I called 'you'...
Monday, 6 July 2009
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