Nursing Old Wounds...
In a song like a lullaby drifts me off to where i...
You can bring me up from the depths of myself,
By just being you, you make me happy...
Roses are red,
violets are blue...
"Friday", you said
I can wait till then...
I'm cut deep inside;
bleeding where no one can see...
Your just to good,
your out of my league...
I guess you could say we were a couple,
Even though the words were never said...
I stand beside you, but my presence is all thats...
so many things are wrong with me, still I hold...
We meant many years ago,
when we were only kids...
They say that the eyes are the portal to the soul,
but what lies within my eyes, i cannot control...
Standing still,
My world caves in all around...