Showing posts from February, 2008

maybe i'm wrong, i'm feeling right

and all the gold dust in her eyes won't reform into rain

laced with brilliant smiles

wait, they don't love you like i love you

dreams just scatter and fall like rain

just to stay in the corner of your heart

if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed

dont worry you'll still be able to place me

it's lucky i'm clever