My mind is crushed with memory
Of all those golden times and places
Where you once had a face for me
One in a million strangers’ faces
The world seems right and clean and new
But I remember – that’s not clever –
That I once had a song for you
Although you haven’t liked it ever
You haven’t ever liked a thing
Of all the lyrics I created
But I still have a heart to sing
Expose myself to love or hatred
‘Cause no one else can walk my path
And no one else can learn my lesson
I swear I’ll love you till my death –
I mean till birth of my new person
Till death
© Copyright: Нестерова Елена 2, 2010
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