Lying in my bed
Here I am now,
lying in my bed and staring at the moon
hoping that you see her too
and think of me as much as I think of you now.
There she is,
so far away, unreachable
fragile as a heart
that's ment to be broken
But yet so pure, with some denshis in it,
but these are the things that make her
so special, so loveble
Never knowing what's on the other side,
always keeping a part of her secret,
with the stars as her guardian angels.
lying in my bed and staring at the moon
hoping that you see her too
and think of me as much as I think of you now.
There she is,
so far away, unreachable
fragile as a heart
that's ment to be broken
But yet so pure, with some denshis in it,
but these are the things that make her
so special, so loveble
Never knowing what's on the other side,
always keeping a part of her secret,
with the stars as her guardian angels.
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| Gepubliceerd op: 28 september 2001 | ||
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