Sunday, August 22, 2004

Yume o Miru

I won't be in it for the sex
Don't wanna be your ex
Another girl you get to bone
I sit here staring at the phone
I want to call you so you hear
These words I love you dearly
Don't you hear me crying out

Screaming
And I wonder

What could I have done
I want to be your only one
Yes us together would be fun
We'd sit together watch the sun
Go down the moon would rise
The stars would fall and then
Your eyes would get me lost
In your arms folded crossed
Twisted souls together as one
Underneath the dying sun
© 2004

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