I am a victim of my time, a product of my age, there was no choosing my direction.I was a holy man but now, with all my trials behind me, I am weak in my conviction. And so I walk to try to get away, knowing that someday I will finally have to face, the fear that will come from knowing that the one thing I had left was you, and now you're gone..(mb)
You were a victim of my crimes, a product of my rage, you were a beautiful distraction. I kept you locked away outside, let misery provide, and now I am ashamed. And so I walk to try to find a space, where I can be alone to live with my mistakes. And the fear that will come from knowing that the one thing I had left was you and now you're gone
[Is there nothing at all, that I can do to turn your heart? Is there nothing to lean on, that could help erase the scars. (Te quiero, mi cielo) and I could use a little strength before I fall. Is there nothing at all?]
I am victim of my time, a product of the age, you alone are my obsession. You were the one I left behind, you've been heavy on my mind, it's been a lonely road I've traveled. And so I walk to try to get away, knowing that someday I will finally have to face, the fear that will come from knowing that the one thing I had left was you, and now you're gone. Oh! [ ] (gb) [ ]
Diara Monee · Wed Jan 27, 2010 @ 04:47pm · 0 Comments |