As time goes on My mind seems gone My tears may fall But I can never recall
As I fly away I don't look back from that day I am free as a bird Has no one heard?
These walls may talk But they sure can't walk My pillow goes to sleep As I begin to sweep
I never like the white so much It gave me chills when we touch The white hurts my eyes As I say my final good-byes
I have been many places in my mind I have chose a place no one can find I hide my shoe about the house I think I gave it to a mouse
BrokenWingsOfTheForgotten · Mon Apr 09, 2007 @ 03:56pm · 0 Comments |