The Love Song of "Marry"!!!!!!!!!!!
I am here now, look!
I am still so young,
To lament, to cry
To die!!
Don’t let me say
Don’t change this May
Into the month of my birthday
It's winter ,snow and rain
Makes love go in vain
And every cup of coffee
Will kill you; make you wish you were never
Been here
In a life that kills
And revives
Just to rekill!!!
I know you've lost
Your voice and was left
Without a heart, without a blood
Only some mud
And a few coal
In your chest
Turns you on like a tool
But believe me the mill
Never stops for one lost his love
For a silly dove
Gone and lost in a grey sky
Even if it dies
No one will care, no one will tell.
Oh, oh, yes I admit
But dear I am sorry
For not being able to be sorry
To give him my heart, my eyes, my whole life.
And if he asked me to cut my arm,
I would cut the two
And kiss the knife
I'll put it under my pillow
And his steps I will follow
Because he's my spirit, he is a part of me,
No, no . . . he is the whole of me
No, no . . . he is more than me
I am the part
I am the smallest part
I am? ? . . .I wish I can say I am his heart!
I am a drop of blood
I am the pain if he was cut
I am the sorrow of his heart
I am. . .
I am all what is out
I never been inside
I am the tear
I am the fear
I am all what he wishes to leave
I am all what he denies
I am the stone on which he steps to rise
I am nothing but a tool
I am his play's fool
Who goes out with "nothing"
I am the only who lose
I am the no-petal-rose
I am the dark star
I am the tire of his car
I am the carbon in his pencil
I am the full of dust book over his shelf
I am the black side of his self
I am all but nothing
I am the last choice
I am the husky voice
I am . . . what am I?
Tell me dear
Before I die?
What do you want me to say
After all what you said
What do you want me to read
After all what you read
Do you want me to cry
For you I would try
And if I couldn’t
If I didn’t
Find a tear
Just remember
I am your friend and you will find
Some one cares
Some one who dares
Someone who wouldn't
Exchange you with ten
Like her you are jealous from
And your day will soon come.
I wish that my friend
I wish I can stop being rend
I wish I can stop breathing his cigarette smoke
I wish I can be "me" again
I wish I can return
I wish I can find something to forget
I wish I can not regret
I wish I can stop the tear
I wish I can kill the fear
I wish I can hear
Any sound without remembering him!
That one who does not me know
That one who doesn’t me saw
That one who walks like a king
Between all the kings he is the only king
Between the men he is the only man
Between the hearts he is the only heart
Between the hopes he is the only wish. . .
I wish. . .
I wish to die
I wish I would be his princess
But how
What prevents me?
I cannot even try
My heart is dry
I know that he is busy
Between the books he will me burry
I know that he is the bachelor man
Even when he marry
He will not marry me, or any other woman
He will marry a book, a paper, a pencil, a heart which is not mine
Absolutely it won't be mine!!!!
So? Why am I still thinking about him?
Why am I still writing his name
Why with each drop of rain
I wish that he would remember me, think about me , write my name?
How can I a stop that?
How can I stop that??
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