Thursday, January 19, 2012


End of the line

Haven't written to you in quite a while
and as I sit here on my bed drowning in insomia
I wonder why the memories are so near
like the morning dew kissing the green grass
under blue skies
Summer rainbows through sunny rainy skies.
How I wish my emotions I could disguise
and forget that lane we walked as the moon
danced fiercely in our eyes.

When we were young and life was ahead of us
We dreamed dreams of having the world at the palm of our hands
We saw forever in each others eyes
and felt an unexplainable connection 
that nothing could ever take away
We flew our kites high and let the wind take us places
secret places only our hearts had passwords to.

Sing me our song again!
Remind me what it was like to dream
Sing me our song again,
tell me why tomorrow has come
but our todays are long gone.
Sing me our song again...
Just once...just once
Just once I want be in your arms again

To find myself in that never ending labyrinth
of childlike adventure in search of your heart,
a heart I thought, would always be mine.

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