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viernes, 17 de mayo de 2013

Mirage

You pass by me
like a summer breeze,
your touch so warm
but so so brief,
and when you're gone
I'm left alone
in the winter cold,
just me...

You come and go
like a shooting star
so pretty and dazzling
but so afar.


Why can't you understand?
I cut open my heart
My feelings in the snow
are melting, melting, melting


Why won't you understand?
The pureness of my love
like the first snow,
you are stepping on it
and it's becoming dirty.

But why do I still love you?
The darkness within,
You wake everything,
The darkness within,
this sure seems like me

You walk by me,
a light in the night,
a sad memory
that my heart is empty,
like a firefly
blinding in the darkness,
I want to own your light
but in the dawn you vanish

You come and go
like a poppy flower
so bright and cheerful
but so brief


Why can't you understand?
I cut open my heart,
my feelings in the snow
are melting, melting, melting

Why won't you understand?
The pureness of my love
like the first snow,
you are stepping on it
and it's becoming dirty.

But why do I still love you?
The darkness within,
You wake everything,
The darkness within,
this sure seems like me

You come and go
like the moon phases,
you make me full
and in the new moon
keep me in darkness,
waking waves
out of my feelings,
a storm is coming

You walk by me
without a look,
why can't you see
my love is true?


Why can't you understand?
I cut open my heart,
my feelings in the snow
are melting, melting, melting

Why won't you understand?
The pureness of my love
like the first snow,
you are stepping on it
and it's becoming dirty.

But why do I still love you?
The darkness within,
You wake everything,
The darkness within,
this sure seems like me

You came in
and made me a better man,
now that you leave
will you tear me to pieces?

I thought the hot star
would melt my winter heart,
I thought the dazzling flower
would decorate my loneliness;
but in the end I was wrong,
you were just a passing breeze,
a fading moon,
a dream to wake me up from my slumber.

In the end,
the only thing left
is me.



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