Happens

by Curing the Comon Cliche   May 8, 2009


Happens
Out of our control
Lost in world without a word

Places
People watch you where you go
Doesn't matter anyway, it's not like you'll ever know

Love me
I'm screaming at the mirror
Doesn't matter anyway, it isn't like you can hear

Follow
Keep me close or I'll get lost
I'd pay the price if you gave a cost

Play me
The broken piano that I am
Hold my heart then hold my hand

Happens
Out of our control
Love me, know me, don't let me go.

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