Elsewhere
Elsewhere
Your black drops of morning dew
Disappear with just one step
Of your golden shining shoes
On the grey and empty road
Your embittered heart of stone
Becomes silver with one blink
Of your solid eyes of gold
And your dream which seem to float
Your cold and silent storm
In your locked and bounded mind
Just never seems to warm
Like it isn’t even there
When I see your unreal smile
And I touch your frozen lips
I know, even for a while
Life is elsewhere
Your black drops of morning dew
Disappear with just one step
Of your golden shining shoes
On the grey and empty road
Your embittered heart of stone
Becomes silver with one blink
Of your solid eyes of gold
And your dream which seem to float
Your cold and silent storm
In your locked and bounded mind
Just never seems to warm
Like it isn’t even there
When I see your unreal smile
And I touch your frozen lips
I know, even for a while
Life is elsewhere
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| Auteur: Joyce | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 april 2002 | ||
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