Etichette: canzoni
Esiste una meta ma nessuna via. Ciò che noi chiamiamo via è indugiare.
Franz Kafka
Franz Kafka
Da: Cremona, Italy
About me: "E c'è infine una quarta categoria, la più rara, quella di coloro che vivono sotto lo sguardo immaginario di persone assenti. Sono i sognatori." Kundera
Deepest thoughts
13 novembre 2007
Hello again. Your words they make me smile as I drift away in my little room upstairs. Oh I spend my nights imagining your face, your touch then I realise how I just know your name. If we could share our time would I disappoint your fantasies? But I belive that I could be the one you're needing 'cause I'm only lonely on the inside. I didn't mean to take away your dreams. And I could start to give apologies for all the stupid things that I will say and I will do. If we should ever cross the same place at the same time would your world skip a beat cause it was me? If we could share our life would I disappoint your memories? And I believe that you could be the one I'm needing and I'm only lonely on the inside. I didn't mean to take away your dreams. If I could give back your hopes, your joys, your treasures don't you think that I would change my world? But there's so many things trying to pull us together that even though we're far apart, I can still watch you walk away. When you close your eyes what do you see? I didn't mean to take away your dreams. In your deepest thoughts, what do you see? I didn't mean to steal your dreams away. When you close your eyes, in your deepest thoughts, do you see me?
