Heavenly tears run down my face, hope they wash away all my fears. Fathertime is telling me my life is running out, Something Funny death like to talks about. I see no friendly faces, they all look fake, Bit by bit my soul they slowly take. Never once have i seen peace in my heart, Everything i seem to do is falling apart. Love is something I wish so dear, But my mind wont let me near. Tell me now before i die, Whats it like to feel as tho alive, And Cry?
Tybalt-chan · Tue Feb 28, 2006 @ 03:52am · 0 Comments |