Sometimes i feel that my life is a perfect circle and what goes round must come round. Like the EraserheadThom Yorke said, you go forward! I go backwards! Somewhere we will meet. Life is a bittersweet symphony, you make a lot of money, than you die! But i can change and the long and winding road that always leads me back to her door has left a pool of tears. Every time i try to walk away, something always makes me turn around and stay. I cant tell you why, but even when she shows me that she dont care, and she is throwing punches in the air, i am gonna stay, i am strong enough to be her man. I wanna stand up, i wanna shineon in the hearts of men, i want a meaning from the back of my broken hand, it is changing, the cold hearted boy i used to be and with all the things i have done, the battle is won. So here is some FUEL:
She calls me from the cold
Just when I was low, feeling short of stable
And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label
She says she's ashamed
And can she take me for awhile
And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past
But maybe I'm not able
And I break at the bend
We're here and now, but will we ever be again
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade
Away again
She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know
A killer from a savior
'Til I break at the bend
It's too far away for me to hold
It's too far away...
Guess I'll let it go
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