Something Else

Looking down on empty streets and all she can see Are the dreams all made solid, The dreams made real All of the buildings, All of the cars Were once just a dream In somebody's head She pictures the broken glass She pictures the steam She pictures a soul...

mardi, juin 05, 2007

Vivere Per Liberta


I’m not ready for this

Though I thought I would be

I can’t see the future

Though I thought I could see

I don’t want to leave you

Even though I have to

I don’t want to love you

I still do