2/14/2014
Losing it
Tonight's the night
I'm losing grip
Came close many times since you broke my cookie jar
But tonight's the night baby
You have to fight like a lion to get outa those holes
And my strenght is all spent
Walking on dead leaves
The same that shadowed your pretty face
Walking on dead roads
That would have lead us up to pebbled paths
That did take us to the woods to love
Tonight's the night
Babe, I'm losing grip
The Gods know how hard I tried
They can't be too hard on me if I slip
Surely they can't be angry
What do the Gods expect
I can't forgive myself for wanting so bad to end it here
Labels:
Broken Pieces,
Words
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