Sunday, April 19, 2015

Torn

I'm torn and scorned
this old wound has opened
My heart is awaking... 
I can hear this glass breaking.
The sound of your voice
Calls me back.
Like the comfort of my past.
Take me into your arms
And fly me away 
And I'll hear you say.
I'll be with you till hell freezes,
When the light grows dark,
When the Earth freezes and falls apart.
Till the end of our days, 
When we die in each other's arms.
Burn the past!
Burn the the torches!
And shine our love among the stars! 
Sadly you don't love me. 
Your eyes say someone else had won
I wondered if I could ever be that one.
I'm torn and scorned
this old wound has opened
My heart is awaking... 
I can hear this glass breaking.
The sound of your voice
Calls me back.
Like the comfort of my past.
Take me into your arms.
We will glide until sunrise
Until then I love from afar
Darling I'm missing you from wherever 
You are. 






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