21.01.2008
I can feel you fear
Winter’s never-ending
You’re afraid of me
The times are hurting
I don’t want to pretend you
But don’t tell me a confess
Our life is continued
My thoughts are in mess
For you I can be everything
Be the meaning, be the sense
For you I can be nothing
Barriers breaking us down
Listen to the radio
Listen to the music
Can you go on?
Don’t be confusing
We are on the stage
This is our own play
The beginning of the edge
The roles are the same
You are my reflection
Don’t know is it best or worst
Fate made cruel intentions
We’ll not yield of course
Don’t stop to love me
You know that I’m the best
Fell with me free
Let me sleep on you chest
The beginning of the edge
© Copyright: Тэйт Эльмандер, 2008
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