terça-feira, novembro 17, 2009

I waited for years and years
in a place without time,
without hope
I waited were I left you by,
in the rain, in the wind,
with your blue eyes staring at me.
Lost nights, lost fights,
lost kingdoms and men
traveling trough my mind
fighting trough my hair.
And if you turn to me
like a flower to the wind,
like a whisper in a summer breeze.
Oh my beautiful girl,
my lost beautiful girl,
my lost girl.
Turn your head so I can see your smile,
turn your head so I can see you smile.