| i suppose one can either wait for heaven, or live for heaven.
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| i still love you, theres nothing i can do. if i knew what i should do, i would do it- to rid you of my mind, because i know thats what you want.
theres nothing i know of that i can do.
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| your becoming just a dream now
those glimpes i once had of you in my sight are fading
with time
memories changing
i think i remember, but i dont even know whats real anymore
you were once real
not anymore
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| i wish you were here with me.
i felt so alive when i was with you, now things are dead and silent. |
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