Thursday 28 January 2010

teardropps

i loved her first but put her second
tell her now and on the record
truthfully i reckon
if the spotlight never beckoned
we wouldn't be in this position


if the spotlight never beckoned
back when we were
and it was but it still is
too hard to recall
somedays i cant stand tall
i wanna give you a phone call
when the world gets too big to breathe in

on another heart we get dependent
no one will give what you can't get
shouldn't forget wen we first met
no one understood them then
the two young lovers in camden
now tear drops in my eyes
your name on my phone i breath in

shouldn't take what you know you'll break
but back when we where
and it was
remember when
and back then
now you're
too close
to call a friend
too far away
to ever love again
put my heart in the pen
painted prose for when
she listens to the story of my life
can't love the only woman i like
I'll have to love her in what i write
hair nose teeth ears
truth belief pain from fears
with past being another road
leads to a hurt but strength unfolds
and yes we could say
all humans have these things
but only when we bring
a certain something
makes every heart sing
and how do you define the thing?

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