the day I said good-bye
Where were you the night I said good-bye?
Have you seen the first teardrop
as it left the corner of my eye?
Did you see it touch my skin?
And did you feel the pain within?
Have you heard my trembling voice?
I made it sound like you didn't had a choice
Somehow it wasn't meant to be
but tell me why did it feel so right for me?
If only I would have hang on
but I didn't have the strength to fight or to move on
So i stayed, didn't move a foot
and somehow I'm there no more
So if I can walk in my dreams
If they are so strong
then why couldn't I just have hang on?
Have you seen the first teardrop
as it left the corner of my eye?
Did you see it touch my skin?
And did you feel the pain within?
Have you heard my trembling voice?
I made it sound like you didn't had a choice
Somehow it wasn't meant to be
but tell me why did it feel so right for me?
If only I would have hang on
but I didn't have the strength to fight or to move on
So i stayed, didn't move a foot
and somehow I'm there no more
So if I can walk in my dreams
If they are so strong
then why couldn't I just have hang on?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Maandag, juni 28, 2004 15:46 |
| Zeer diepgaand gedichtje..I like it... | |
| shazi: | Vrijdag, juni 25, 2004 15:29 |
| I dig this. Nothing worse then knowing you will probably never know what could have been... | |
| sick suicide: | Donderdag, juni 24, 2004 15:58 |
| heb jej mooi gedaan en je kunt het wel maar het heeft tijd nodig. dikke knuffel |
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| Auteur: sly | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 juni 2004 | ||
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