December 29, 2012

Nostalgia



You could be happyAnd I won't knowBut you weren't happyThe day I watched you go
And all the thingsThat I wished I had not saidAre played on loopsTill it's madness in my head
Is it too late to remind youHow we wereBut not our last days of silenceScreaming, blur
Most of what I rememberMakes me sureI should have stopped you from walkingOut the door
You could be happyI hope you areYou made me happierThan I'd been by far
Somehow everythingI own smells of youAnd for the tiniest momentIt's all not true
Do the thingsThat you always wanted toWithout me there to hold you backDon't think, just do
More than anythingI want to see you goTake a glorious biteOut of the whole world

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