Can you tell I'm troubled? I haven't posted this often for a long time. This quarter life crisis is much worse than I thought. I need someone to make things better but maybe they don't exist. It's unrealistic to hope that someone would know what to do when you are this miserable, but still I hope. I hope a Michael Buble comes and sings his song to me.
Lost
I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the writing that was on the wall
If I'd only knew
The days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were crying
Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
And the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognized the girl you are today
And god I hope it's not too late
It's not too late
Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away
'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When the worlds crashing down
And you can not bear to crawl
I said, baby, you're not lost
Thanks to kc ho who knew I'd listen to it over and over.
9.10.07
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