There is no time to turn around,
No one dares to make a sound,
People talk of a name,
But things will never be the same...
A open door swings your way,
Was that the last day,
That anyone saw the real you
I really hope that's not true...
I have a feeling that you don't know,
Which way this will go,
I will be a single rose,
You'll be there counting toes...
A guy tells me to give big smiles,
I just keep counting ceiling tiles,
Hoping that I won't get worse,
There is no money in my purse...
I dance apon a golden moon,
Hoping I will see my friends soon,
A happy day of laughter and fun,
As we sing under the sun...
Soon the light will shine bright,
And everything will be just right,
Everyday that goes by,
I'll just give a slightly sigh...
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
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