How long do I keep on...
My days fade away
as the time ticks his time...
My dreams never stay,
about the man who might be my destiny...
daily feelings keep interrupting...
My hand is reaching to the unknown
and when it keeps between everything,
I always have to be reminded;
That He,
Might not be real.
And that we,
maybe never will happen.
And that I,
Will not now or even then,
Will meet The man I dreamed,
The one that knows me,
And just should go ahead,
And finally let myself see
{...That this hope I still cherish,
is something I really have to let go of...}
as the time ticks his time...
My dreams never stay,
about the man who might be my destiny...
daily feelings keep interrupting...
My hand is reaching to the unknown
and when it keeps between everything,
I always have to be reminded;
That He,
Might not be real.
And that we,
maybe never will happen.
And that I,
Will not now or even then,
Will meet The man I dreamed,
The one that knows me,
And just should go ahead,
And finally let myself see
{...That this hope I still cherish,
is something I really have to let go of...}
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| Auteur: *PinkTears* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 februari 2014 | ||
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