вторник, 1 апреля 2008 г.

love

Spending My Time
What's the time?

Seems it's already morning.
I see the sky, it's so beautiful and blue.
The tv's on but the only thing showing
Is a picture of you.

Oh I get up and make myself some coffee.
I try to read a bit but the story's too thin.
I thank the lord above
You're not here to see me
in this shape I'm in.


Spending my time,
Watching the days go by.
Feeling so small,
I stare at the wall,
Hoping that you think of me too.
I'm spending my time....

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