04 fevereiro 2007

Why ... When ... How ...

Who would have thought that you could hurt me
The way you've done it ...

Since you've been gone, I bite my nails for days and hours,
And question my own questions on and on and on ...

Tell me ... why you're so far away when I'm still so close?


1 comentário:

Sunshine disse...

Not far enough, too close to the heart...
Pára de morder as unhas.