old friend
Leafs changing colour
underneath my feet
As I walk down tommorow
where you and I meet
The curtain is falling
as I turn the key
I'm closing the door
between what's ment to be
Nobody's calling
No voices to raise
No akward silence
To put into place
Shadows keep shifting
like shapes into time
Confusion starts drifting
Leaves me out of line
Once I was dreaming
Put you under glass
Praying for dawn
As nights went to pass
Afraid of walking
When roads come to end
I trie to remember
My long lost friend
underneath my feet
As I walk down tommorow
where you and I meet
The curtain is falling
as I turn the key
I'm closing the door
between what's ment to be
Nobody's calling
No voices to raise
No akward silence
To put into place
Shadows keep shifting
like shapes into time
Confusion starts drifting
Leaves me out of line
Once I was dreaming
Put you under glass
Praying for dawn
As nights went to pass
Afraid of walking
When roads come to end
I trie to remember
My long lost friend
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| Auteur: reversed butterfly | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 januari 2007 | ||
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