Thursday, September 20, 2007

..........

Too young to fall

For a light I think I see

Can't say for sure

The plants have died,

My hair has grown

From the thought of you

Coming home




Cuz it ain't easier

Waking up at dawn

To find I lost my crown

If I found you there

With flowers in your hair




I'd hold you in my arms

Till we came back down

A smile that explodes

I could never understand




My room too small

To get by without the help of alcohol

Pin my arm to the wall

Now I'm too gone to fight

Not afraid to fall




Cuz it ain't easier

Waking up at dawn

To find I lost my crown

If I found you there

With flowers in your hair




I' d hold you in my arms

Until we came back down

A smile that explodes

I could never understand




I write one more

Letter I won't send

Except for across the floor



Findingsanta

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