The rain is beating on my glass chest,
My mind confused because you let
My soul alone, in cruel deep.
My soul alone because you are asleep...
I love you but you don't know,
You think it's better let me go.
You said, the life was going on,
And didn't care about my soul.
The rain is beating very slow,
My sun in chest can take no more
Your sweetness lies, because they were
In your dark heart behind the door.
Your eyes are closed they couldn't see
My sun in chest, running out of me
You showed another side of you,
Each word of yours was just untrue.
The rain is beating on my glass chest,
My mind confused because you let
My soul alone, in cruel deep.
My soul alone because you are asleep...
You are asleep
© Copyright: Диана Диморе, 2012
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