You know, sometimes
Even when I smile - I'm drowning inside
In a pool of tears
All welled up hidden deep inside
He said I was pretty
And we talked for a while
He didn’t know my name
But he sure knew my smile
You hear me laugh - I'm dying inside)
He told me about
His wounded old heart
His bent, broken love
was his shiny new art
Sometimes although
you touch me inside - I sit here so lonely
In a heap of fear
All huddled up - and cold inside
He talked of his love
And he held it so close
I tried to see what he had
But he held it too close
He looked in my eyes and
He touched my soft face
So I held his sweet hand
And tried to tell him my name
sometimes when
You watch while I dance -
I
can't
even
breathe
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