At times I think about the day we met. You were so radiant, and I could see the sheer excitement tower under me. It covered everything so naturally. A million miles had never felt so right, we’d talking the night. ’till morning was gone. And in an hour i’ll have to catch a flight, but i’ll be back sometime…
Back in time we could go there, find a place to hide away make some shelter by the lake and i’ll be gone in the morning. Could we put this day on hold and figure how this won’t get old.
The border drive feels longer everytime. You leave it upto life, perspective will change, and as it does the space between us grows. I think that no one knows how hard it could be to share our lives through a computer screen, and nurture all the things in each of our needs. And as communication breaks apart, I think we’ll fall apart.
Back in time we could go there, find a place to hide away make some shelter by the lake and i’ll be gone in the morning. Could we put this day on hold and figure how this won’t get old. One more round on the ferris wheel. If what you fix becomes too broken, break and build again.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
