Sunday, 19 August 2012

I miss you..

Wake me up
When the night is young
and the sun is dead
All we had begun
All we'd never said
When love is a crime
And we are the judge
Kill the lovers in their prime
Hold the feelings we begrudge

Wake me up
When I am no longer here
When everything around me
Withers and disappears
And the light I see
Flickers and fades
Hide your face
Join the masquerade

Love is the brick
That sinks my hope
Nothing but a trick
An endless rope
Yet love is the reason
Why I'm still breathing
And with every season
I miss you more


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