miércoles, 19 de octubre de 2011

After watching you with my tears
I'm not sure where you went
We are just
past tense

Well, your spark never lit up the fire
Though we tried and tried and tried
The wind came through your lungs
A hurricane from your tongue
I'll keep your secrets with me
Right behind my teeth
The anger, the anchor
I'll sail more further on.

1 comentario:

Ciruela dijo...

No puedo evitar amar las florcitas del fondo de tu blog blda ! :D