Pura emoción. Recomendado (o no, depende) para esos broken hearts.
Is there ever really a right time ?
You had led me to believe
some day you'd be there for me...
When the stars above align
when you weren't so concerned
I kept looking for the clues...
So I waited in the shadows of my heart,
and still the time was never right...
Until one day I stopped caring
and began to forget why I longed to be so close
and I disappear into the darkness
and the darkness turns to pain
and never went away
until all that remained
was buried
deep beneath the surface.
A shell of what things could have been
Tired bones beneath the veil
of guarded secret are too frail
Sad to think I never knew,
you were searching for the words,
for the moment to emerge...
Yet the moment never came
you couldn't risk my fragile frame
Until one day you stopped caring
and began to forget why you tried to be so close
and you disappeared into the darkness
and the darkness turned to pain
and never went away
until all that remained
was buried
deep beneath the surface
("moog" solo)
I would scream just to be heard
as if yelling at the stars
I was pleading just to feel
You would never say a word
kept me reaching in the dark
always something to conceal
Until one day I stopped caring
and began to forget why I longed to be so close
and I disappear into the darkness
and the darkness turned to pain
and never went away
until all that remained was buried
deep beneath the surface
... beneath the surface...
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