domingo, 27 de setembro de 2009

Open Wound

A stream of blood drips on the floor
Straight from my shattered heart
But I won’t allow the wound to close
And let the healing start

I will keep the flow alive
And let my soul wash away
Maybe if I’m dead inside
I can fool the next to stay

Maybe I’m doomed to be the friend
Maybe that’s all she sees
But I’d rather die standing
Than keep living on my knees

segunda-feira, 14 de setembro de 2009

Too Much?

Would it be too much
If I told you that I like you
For every reason and none at all
Just because it is true?

Would it be too much
I if thought that you like me
For all the reasons you know
And all you can’t wait to see?

Would it be too much
If I said you make me smile
Just because the mere chance
Made me dream for a while?

Would it be too much
If I hoped you felt the same
Through no fault of my own
And only yourself to blame?

I will seal my lips today
And hold on to this thrill
I won’t say too much for now
Maybe someday I will