Here we go!
Just around the corner,
The budding blooming season begins.
The beginning of the emotional roller coaster ride.
Tear drop for every fear and joy.
Smile and laughter with every thought of your could be presence.
Anger for every inconsiderate thought of them
Sweet and loving, soon you ll be in my arms in kingdom come.
How can it make me feel this way?
The budding season is right around the corner.
Baby hold me tonight.
Hold this blooming bud.
Tell me all those magic words to make me smile.
Let me know, you’ll love me beyond these seasons.
Speak words of charm,
How much you adore me, I'm the apple of your eye.
Come on baby, hop on this roller coaster ride with me.
Make me laugh
Make me smile.
But don’t you say a word to make a tear drop feeding
to this little budding of the blooming season.
Come on baby, hop on this roller coaster ride with me.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Sadness dances
The light is shining dimly
Without your existence
The heart has been somehow different
Without you, Sadness dances round and around,
In shadows.
Searching for something.
Spelling out a secret with each movement.
Looking for something to ease the heart.
Sadness dances round and around,
In shadows.
The light is shining dimly,
Looking into the hole in this heart.
The soul is searching for something…
Something that does want to be found.
So stubbornly, the soul searches on with,
Sadness dancing round and around.
Avoiding the light, hiding secrets,
Searching blindly in shadows.
Putting pieces together one by one.
Nevertheless, it all takes time.
Because the light is shining dimly,
This souls is searching for
Something that does not want to be found.
This soul dances with sadness
Dances round and around.
But without your existence
The heart has been different
Somehow without you…
Sadness dances round and around.
Without your existence
The heart has been somehow different
Without you, Sadness dances round and around,
In shadows.
Searching for something.
Spelling out a secret with each movement.
Looking for something to ease the heart.
Sadness dances round and around,
In shadows.
The light is shining dimly,
Looking into the hole in this heart.
The soul is searching for something…
Something that does want to be found.
So stubbornly, the soul searches on with,
Sadness dancing round and around.
Avoiding the light, hiding secrets,
Searching blindly in shadows.
Putting pieces together one by one.
Nevertheless, it all takes time.
Because the light is shining dimly,
This souls is searching for
Something that does not want to be found.
This soul dances with sadness
Dances round and around.
But without your existence
The heart has been different
Somehow without you…
Sadness dances round and around.
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