For every time I screamed in your face I said a million sorryâ??s.
Even today sorry is the hardest word to say.
More than likely because itâ??s been over used.
For every time I denounced the love we had I sat at home and cried asking my god to let me change things.
I believe todayâ??s new musicians say it best.
I would be fine if I had one wish last chance to let everything begin.
And what hurts the most is you being so close.
And itâ??s true you have been far away for far too long.
Itâ??s mostly my fault I admit.
But as I know I will and I know you will too.
Just wonder some day what that chance would have been like.
Starting over anew.
With no feeling at all for both sides.
As there is today.
Just a chance to make you believe in the love that you donâ??t think exist.
The kind you only see in the movies.
My Alley.
Iâ??m here.
Iâ??m here your Noah.
Iâ??m here.
waiting for you to tell me Iâ??m a bird.
My Isodele.
Iâ??m here your Tristan.
I will fight a million men to see you happy even if to win you for another.
My Juliet.
Iâ??m here your Romeo.
Waiting for the feud to impede to see what is left of us.
But as Iâ??m sure you have noticed.
None of the great loves above ever swore as I did.
By the stars did I.
An undying thing.
Not like humans.
My love is to be static never changing.
A low burning star dose not mean that it is weak.
Just too far away to see the human eye.
A love so put away in the deep stings of our hearts not able to be seen.
Unseen.
Maybe even unfelt most of the time.
But a love that is there and is peeped at some times.
But I must go now.
Just know you have the key to my return.
In a lowly whistle blow.
