by BlakSistah

The balance of life and the search for love
Storm and bubble and always mix up
My thoughts and speech
What is it that enables me to speak when youíre gone?
Since I canít do it when youíre near?

Iíll shout it to the mountaintops Ďcause I donít care
Itís you that I wanted
So you donít feel the same I can live with that
If itís the truth
Not that I doubt it
I just worry about it time after time
No amount sleep and no rhythm or rhyme can control 
The restlessness I feel from the thoughts thatÖ

Have been the cause of hidden emotions
Secret wishes and broken dreams
But itís not your fault

I was stupid to fall so hard
But I couldnít help it
There is so much mystery within you
How could I not look deep into those eyes 
And see our future within them

I should have thought twice
Before I opened my mouth

But itís too late  

Lost by BlakSistah

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