Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Run Back

A sweet memory
that's all we'll ever be
We never make it past sunrise
I only see you in the night light
When the moon shines bright
Here's our chance
for true romance
but I'll run back to my safe room
locked away in my cacoon
A fear of flying high in the sky
A fear of falling to the ground
But sooner or later I'll come around
It's like I dream but don't act
I'm tired, it's a wrap
No discussion, that's that


Let's run back to our respective places
With fake shiney happy faces
Make assumptions with no basis
I'll walk back to him
And you back to her
Our matches made in heaven
Don't you concur?
Would it be bad if we gave it one more try
just call it an eye for an eye
Forget about the broken pieces you picked up
But I guess the past doesn't mean much
So his name leaves me
And all I can remember is what's his face, so and so and such and such

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