without you
I dream about a place
A place that’s good enough for us
A place where we went when we were young
With a chief, called our boss
I dream about that little place
It was somewhere near the sea
I remember that we were in love
It was all about you and me
I wish I could turn back time
And see how you changed me
You held me tight in sad days
And you were my eyes when I couldn’t see
I wish that when I open my eyes
You are laying next to me
But when I do open them again
It’s just me, all alone, without you
~Alhoewel je nu weer weg bent..... mis k je wel.....~
A place that’s good enough for us
A place where we went when we were young
With a chief, called our boss
I dream about that little place
It was somewhere near the sea
I remember that we were in love
It was all about you and me
I wish I could turn back time
And see how you changed me
You held me tight in sad days
And you were my eyes when I couldn’t see
I wish that when I open my eyes
You are laying next to me
But when I do open them again
It’s just me, all alone, without you
~Alhoewel je nu weer weg bent..... mis k je wel.....~
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dune*: | Vrijdag, oktober 27, 2006 21:01 |
| Mooi! Echt heel mooi, en vol iefde geschreven. VErschrikkelijk, dat missen. Ik leef met je mee. Lioefs, en een dikke knuf, Dune* |
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| M@rcel: | Woensdag, oktober 11, 2006 12:44 |
| wat een prachtige liefdevol warme herinnering, alleen jammer toen je je ogen open deed het weer anders was Knuff/liefs M@rcel P.S...en fijn je weer eens te lezen |
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| Auteur: herfstblad | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 oktober 2006 | ||
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