Gave away
Didn’t get myself nothing in exchange
Nothing inside me... only lasting dream
And the ghosts of past and internal scream
Called you up again, trying to be brief
For another time, asked you for relief
From the constant pain from the endless wars
Give me back my life and I’ll give you yours
Slipped off our hands, split into little parts
Our romance
And left the feel of desperation
To enhance
Midst all the doubts and hesitation
We’ve lost the chance
For our love…………………to make sense
Who would ever think that we’ll split apart?
That you’ll hurt my soul, that I’ll break your heart
Who would ever think that we’ll lose the trust?
That those happy days will be turning dust?
It will never be like it was before
And I’m not your friend and I’m not your foe
From the very start we were coming close
To this final shout, to this restive doze
Slipped off our hands, split into little parts
Our romance
And left the feel of desperation
To enhance
Midst all the doubts and hesitation
We’ve lost the chance
For our love…………………to make sense.
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