Ender Posted August 6, 2006 Report Share Posted August 6, 2006 Comments Appreciated Good morning amazing mirage You left me so very long ago Your voice is still heard from my garage Guess my heart was made to work slow Each time i run in hope you returned I know im the reason that your gone I guess im getting what i have earned We managed to stay best friends And we still talk on the telephone But every time that i find myself alone Im wishing you called my house your home You say im getting lazy maybe But in time slowly youll see I'm just going crazy baby Now that your not with me It's noon-thirty and i got lunch For you and the kids we had planned Enough for all four of us But i eat alone in lonesome land I find my eyes wet and in my hands It kills to know you didnt have the time To have me the one on your mind We managed to stay best friends And we still talk on the telephone But every time that i find myself alone Im wishing you called my house your home You say im getting lazy maybe But in time slowly youll see I'm just going crazy baby Now that your not with me Its nighttime now and i go to my room I dont sleep and theres nothing to do But stay up at night and think of you I stare at the wall and your pillow I stare into moonlit trees and bushes And cry when i see our old willow Where we used to lay and watch the stars Now its where i wonder where you are Four in the mornin and still i sit By the window sill and my nails all bit Ive found that sleep deprivation Can cause mild hallucination I see our future outside my door And collapse in tears on my floor Your gone and ive got to come to terms And theres no reason to live anymore We managed to stay best friends And we still talk on the telephone But every time that i find myself alone Im wishing you called my house your home You say im getting lazy maybe But in time slowly youll see I'm just going crazy baby Now that your not with me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steel2Velvet Posted August 9, 2006 Report Share Posted August 9, 2006 Good expenditure of emotions, James. I like you didn't hold back or try to make it sound any better then it is. Favorite lines: "I stare at the wall and your pillow I stare into moonlit trees and bushes And cry when i see our old willow" ... those just grabbed hold of me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts
Please sign in to comment
You will be able to leave a comment after signing in
Sign In Now