sexta-feira, 13 de novembro de 2009

When you started out

When you started out
I felt like I was special
But… was it a waste?
What am I supposed to feel?
I’ve never been in love.
Not even with you
Why was I with you?
I wanted to feel my heart beating
Again…
The heat of your breath
Whispers of the wind
On my ear
Louder, and louder

What am I waiting for?
What was I waiting for?
And when I see you I froze
Why?
Why is this feeling…
Stronger than my anger?
Why does it keep comforting me?

When I get into the bus
I always feel lonely
And miserable
Thinking about you
All the time…
If you knew what it takes
To handle such pain…
Maybe you’d pay attention
To who tries to find where you are
Everyday since I wake up
I think of you.
I try to dream about you
I try to find you
But… it never happens.
What can I do?
What should I feel?
Only you can tell.

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