A figment of my imagination

by Windsong   Feb 22, 2010


You walk on clouds
and i fallow
the air is so thin
i can hardly breath
gasp gasp

Light is to bright
but it shines
because you are the sun
shine so bright
lead my way

You are a rock
but fly so high
you have a steady head
and just goes to show

A facial expression a pound mine
seems so real
though it seems so hard

And for you to be right there
in front of me
in my reach, in my grasp
but yet so far away
pains me

Because the air
seems to get heavier

and the light is faded
to the darkness of every man kind

my rock, your the rock
makes me spiral out of control
i can't keep ground

my smiles and happiness
that should read on my face
is nothing more

and you, my love,
you walk more and more away

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