viernes, 16 de marzo de 2007

Everyday......


I believe I can
see the future


Cause I repeat the same routine

I think I used to have a purpose

Then again, that might have been a dream

I think I used to have a voice

And now I never make a sound

I just do what I've been told

I really don't want them to come around, oh no

I can feel their eyes are watching

In case I lose myself again

Sometimes I think I'm happy here

Sometimes, yeah, I still pretend

I can't remember how this got started

Oh, but I can tell you exactly how it will end

I'm writing on a little piece of paper

I'm hoping someday you will find

Well, I'll hide it behind something

They won't look behind

I am still inside here

A little bit comes bleeding through

I wish this could have any other way

Oh, but I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do

There is no love here, and there is no pain

Every day is exactly the same.


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