Friday, 9 December 2011

ceriteraku untukmu...

I have often told you stories
about the way

I lived the life of a drifter
waiting for the day

When I'd take your hand and sing you songs

Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me and love me
And I would surely stay




But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance

Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune


Many times I've been a traveler
I looked for something new

In days of old when nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thought my eyes
Had seen you standing near

Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here



where are you...
please realise i'm exist :'(

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