oldies nih ...
You touched my life
with a softness in the night
my wish was your command
until you ran
out of love
I tell my self I'm free
got the chance of
living just for me
no need to hurry home
now that you're gone
Knife
cuts like a knife
how will I ever heal
I'm so deeply wounded
knife
cuts like a knife
you cut away the
heart of my life
When I pretend wear a smile
to fool my dearest friends
I wonder if they know
it's just a show
I'm on a stage day and night
I go through my charades
but how can I disguise
what's in my eyes
Oh oh oh oh oh ...
I've try and try locking up
the pain I feel inside
the pain of wanting you
wanting you
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