Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Monday
06.11.06

eight days to prom! it's taking over our lives! it's all everyone is talking about! (almost.)

it's funny when
you find yourself
looking from the outside
i'm standing here
but all i want
is to be over there

why did i let myself believe
miracles could happen?
'cos now i have to pretend
that i don't really care

i thought you were my fairytale
my dream when i'm not sleeping
a wish upon a star that's coming true
but everybody else could tell
that i confused my feelings with the truth
when there was me and you

i swore i knew the melody
that i heard you singing
and when you smiled
you made me feel like i could sing along

but then you went and changed the words
now my heart is empty
i'm only left with used-to-beens
and once upon a song

now i know you're not a fairytale
and dreams were meant for sleeping
and wishes upon a star
just don't come true
'cos now even i can tell
that i confused my feelings with the truth
because i liked the view
when there was me and you

i can't believe
that i could be so blind
it's like you were floating
while i was falling
and i didn't mind

because i liked the view
i thought you felt it too
when there was me and you

Posted by nayrakroarual at 12:41 AM

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