i love salt but my kidneys hate me

Saturday, March 31, 2007

baby when you're gone

Yet another meaningless week, another fallen star, another forlorn face.

In my dreams i'm searching, always searching.
For something i can never seem to find.
Some meaning, some faith - a reason to get through, day after day.
Until now i never got lost, because you were there.

But these days that you're not around, i feel so much more alone than i've ever been.

What if you get off at the next stop
Would you just wave as I'm drifting off
And if I never saw you again
Could I keep all of this inside

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