Wednesday, August 17, 2005
What a strange feeling?
Tonight I feel this tedious nostalgia to something I never had,
I miss the words you never said,
I read the letters you never sent,
And I recall the face I never met.
What a strange feeling?
Tonight, I am hearing you talk without words
I can see your eyes in each corner of the house... yes, the house we never shared.
Do you see those frames hanged in the wall; these are the kids we never had.
What a strange felling?
When I lay down in my bed
I feel your hands in my hair
I hear you whisper in my ear
Keep on talking and don’t fall asleep in my dream.
In this warm night I am cold, my place is crowded and I fell alone,
Everything around me reminds me of you,
these are the books we use to read and these are the clothes you use to wear, nothing has changed.
Tonight I invite you to perform the role you‘ve never played, let me be yours just tonight and let me dance to the music of your heart……….
Suddenly I lost you in the dawn,
I still can hear my heart beat, but I am dead.
What a strange feeling?
The rest of the story doesn’t belong to us
Let‘s reserve it to another night ...
What a strange feeling?
posted by S.B at 3:36 PM | Permalink