Memory
The sun is going under
My hand reaches yours
One important moment
For you and me
My eyes get filled with tears
They're rolling over my cheeks
You wipe them away, slowly
And you whisper in my ear
Your hand is slipping away
Our eyes get lost in eachother
You turn around and walk away
Now there's nothing left
Except a memory..
My hand reaches yours
One important moment
For you and me
My eyes get filled with tears
They're rolling over my cheeks
You wipe them away, slowly
And you whisper in my ear
Your hand is slipping away
Our eyes get lost in eachother
You turn around and walk away
Now there's nothing left
Except a memory..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Will Hanssen: | Zaterdag, april 07, 2007 16:35 |
| Zo droevig...... rakend mooi geschreven. Lieve groet, Will |
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| anoukje: | Maandag, februari 12, 2007 22:40 |
| stil... zoo mooi verwoord goed gedaan! dikke kus en liefs anoukje | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 12 februari 2007 | ||
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