Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Breaking down...
As the times seems to pass, I don't no how longer I can hold on.
Translation: (hopefully its correct)
How to live?, What to bear?, What to do?
When living's just all about breathing... so dark, lonesome, and empty.
When walking's wandering, and self embrace's even more freezing.
And my heart's like dimming sunlight just from slightly blowin wind.
Chorus
Where r u? Has our love died?
When there are no hands to grasp.
All I can do is waiting in despair.
Everyday I keep calling out for u even more than a billion times,
hoping you might realize my lamentation and, perhaps you'd come back
Slowly breathing, and my heartbeat's softly slowing.
Wasting myself from crying, I can hardly shed my tears.
It hurts even so much more trying to forget that I finally know I cant.
And when I carefully listen to my heart, it sounds as if my heart would perish like shedding sunlight at the end of days.
Where r u? Have u no sympathy for me?
For when I reach out and finding no hands to grasp.
All I can do is waiting in despair,
Everyday I keep calling out for u even more than a billion times,
hoping u might realize my lamentation and, perhaps u'd come back.
Hoping you might sympathize this worthless person and, perhaps...
u'd come back.... before I die.
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