Man I used to be
I woke up in the morning
I took a trip to the corner store
That's when I heard my calling
But i'd never heard the voice of truth before
So I kept on walking
Pretending I didn't see
Walked by a window and my reflection said to me
You could try all the same
But you'll never know this mystery
There's no pilot on your plane
So you're not the man you used to be...
I took a trip to the corner store
That's when I heard my calling
But i'd never heard the voice of truth before
So I kept on walking
Pretending I didn't see
Walked by a window and my reflection said to me
You could try all the same
But you'll never know this mystery
There's no pilot on your plane
So you're not the man you used to be...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| xUnkissed: | Woensdag, januari 31, 2007 18:54 |
| Tuurlijk wel! Je bent jezelf! Iedereen is uniek, ook jij. Sterkte, Liefs Catharina |
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| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, januari 31, 2007 18:54 |
| is that a bad thing? Maybe you''ve changed for a reason.. nicely written x! |
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| Auteur: Jay-T | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 januari 2007 | ||
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