Saturday, December 4, 2010

A Thing Called Love

There was a time
There was a place
But there was fear inside
A witty to line to save my face
The parachute of pride
To cross a line, takes a tiny step
But will this spark, cause the bridge to burn
My fear intertwined with my regret
A beated path of safe return

So here we are, all just the same
And you will never know
My secret plan, how close we came
To share another role
Haven’t lost my only chance
To tell you how I feel inside
Is it just me, I’d like to know?
Or are we all a little blind?

There’s a thing called love
We all forget
And it’s a wasted love
We all regret
You live your life just once
So don’t forget about a thing called love
Don’t forget, forget about a thing called love

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