Sunday, June 7, 2009

I wish I really felt like this.

You... you put a spell over me
Reminding my eyes what they can see
Reminding my lungs that they can breathe
And you, you're a perfect work of poetry
You move like nothing that I've ever seen
If I could stay awake I'd never sleep

Just to hear your voice even through walls made up of cardboard
Houses on the corner of the empty streets of an empty city block
I swear that I'm not...

Just a passerby or a stranger admiring you from a view
From a window or anywhere I'm out of reach
And I will do whatever it takes just to hold you tightly
I won't let go of you when I can I promise you.

My fingers gently touching piano keys
Can't rival the sound of you sleeping and stirring
Under the sheets, oh no... not a chance in hell.
And I'd wait until the sun brought morning
I'd sit on your doorstep just to bring you a better
Day... and not something out of the ordinary.

Because I saw sparks but I'll never be able to bring them back
Not like firework up in the sky, nothing like that morning light

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