Monday, February 7, 2011

Higher

you take me higher than the sun itself
you bring my heart eternal wealth
seeing you just makes me melt but
if i could hold you in my arms i could cut
everything that i hold dear to me
its something you must be telling me
but your not saying a word
its all in your eyes such a simplistic verb
i want you but i hate you
all in all there' s just something about you
that ' s just too take too
comprehend forget i don ' t understand
its the makings of a broken man
I' m tired of it all so I ' m gone with the wind

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