Tell me, oh why can't I be the young girl
Who was certain that she knew her place in the world
I am not so complete as I was as a child
Look at my face, see the cracks in my smile
There I go again, falling to my end
The air is so thin and I can't breathe
When I began I had high hopes
They go up in smoke
As I fall to the floor and I choke
So cold am I now and so grey, so grey
But the light, but the light it will not stay away
So I raise up my glass and say cheers and I drink
And I try not to cry and I try not to think
There I go again, falling to my end
The air is so thin and I can't breathe
When I began I had high hopes
They go up in smoke
As I fall to the floor and I choke
Breathe - you can do it, she said
But for the monsters in your head
SG
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
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