verse 1
her own presence was a rain of thundershe came along to sweep me off my feet. i didn't have a chance, it was one glance and i fell to hazardous fantasies. verse 2
but then nothing came to realitywhen she left, she left my heart bipolar, saturated with her printed farewells, maybes, disappointments, insanities. chorus
i took the next available taxiand she had a ticket for the train alone. in her pocket she carried a small note, "wait for me, 'til the day when i come home" bridge
i wept my animosity, say byelove bye, where my words failed to make a sound verse 3
if there were windows to view my answersi would take you high, to soft-stained glasses show the tints, colours and intricacies on the day you cried you believed in me chorus
i took the next available taxiand she had a ticket for the train alone. in her pocket she carried a small note, "wait for me, 'til the day when i come home" |
here is the reason why this exists:
ninetyninetyfive (2:00:27 AM): those lyrics are familiar...
escapelockandkey (2:01:25 AM): it's actually from a book. ^_^
ninetyninetyfive (2:06:41 AM): really? O.O
escapelockandkey (2:08:41 AM): yes. crush by richard siken.
ninetyninetyfive (2:10:59 AM): maybe i'm thinking of something similar
escapelockandkey (2:11:14 AM): you should find out and tell me~
ninetyninetyfive (2:30:01 AM): i can't.. find it >.>
ninetyninetyfive (2:30:11 AM): maybe i should just make up my own lyrics
ninetyninetyfive (2:30:13 AM): haha
escapelockandkey (2:30:58 AM): yes, you should. write me a song about how you feel right this second~
thanks kibum-ah~
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