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by Mild insomnia Dec 7, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
From the other side If you can hear me, Then I hope you don’t fear me, I mean no harm. And if you can still feel me, I pray that you be only, Remembering my charms. If I Ever forgot to tell you That I was only holding on for you… Now you know. And from the other side, I trust my words to your ears will fly, Along the forlorn winds in the night, A ray of light, When you close your eyes. I saw that sad day, Everyone unhappy, They turned their collars to the rain. I watched as you saw me, Still and quiet and lonely, And nothing was the same. If I Never got around to, Calling, Well I swear that I meant to. And from the other side, I trust my words to your ears will fly, Along the forlorn winds in the night, A ray of light, When you close your eyes. In the fall, When leaves turn red, You’ll hear my calls, Echo in your head, Wishing it all, Was just a dream, Upon the wall, There’s my writing. And from the other side, I trust my words to your ears will fly, Along the forlorn winds in the night, A ray of light, When you close your eyes.