27 de jan. de 2010

FALLING


The nights seem cooler

Without my daily cultivated
Every day I think about a future without a present
Doubts that I bear in mind
They are made of questions
The colors are as endless
What can I do to make a mistake right?

When I think of risk
I do not feel prepared
To fly to the world of the unknown
My future would be perfect?

A world has a clock
In which never stops spinning
I'm stuck in the middle of everything
When you said you would be forever
I did not hesitate in his words

I believed you
What I made in that time?
Only a desire to dream
With this in pieces

I feel like I'm falling
Yeah, I'm falling

Who saved me?

In this world so full of evil
As solid as my heart
I wanted to make up the fire
That love is gone
But it's too late, too late

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