In hate and love with his song.
Let me drift away in this melody,
I’ve missed this music way to long.
Piano man, where have you been?
Can you still remember our song?
Dancing in this rain of tears,
Let your sorrow go.
Shining eyes, playing fingers.
Does the memory still lingers?
Joy’s of pleasure when he touch the piano,
Making ready to play again.
Fragile is this moment of truth.
Slipping away from the top of the roof.
Red tears starting to form,
Bleeding trough the caves of a lie.
Shattered is my wonderland,
Beacause I know he can’t.
He don’t want to play again,
He’s been down by my own words.
It was a trick to let me now,
I’m his, he will never let me go.
I’ve missed this music way to long.
Piano man, where have you been?
Can you still remember our song?
Dancing in this rain of tears,
Let your sorrow go.
Shining eyes, playing fingers.
Does the memory still lingers?
Joy’s of pleasure when he touch the piano,
Making ready to play again.
Fragile is this moment of truth.
Slipping away from the top of the roof.
Red tears starting to form,
Bleeding trough the caves of a lie.
Shattered is my wonderland,
Beacause I know he can’t.
He don’t want to play again,
He’s been down by my own words.
It was a trick to let me now,
I’m his, he will never let me go.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| +lory+: | Woensdag, februari 07, 2007 15:10 |
| *stilte* Mooi, nee, prachtig... wonderbaarlijk, delend en stilmakend. Geen woorden meer... wat er uit dit gedicht spreekt is een prachtige melodie. Diepe respect, troost en sterkte, Lory *stilte* |
|
| Dauwdruppel: | Woensdag, februari 07, 2007 00:35 |
| mooi.. ben er stil van x.x | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: FaithLingers | 
|
|
| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 februari 2007 | ||
| Thema's: | ||