Listening to: Chriss Isaac- I Wonder
Chris Isaac- I wonder
When I was younger I believed, that dreams came true.
Now I wonder.
Cause' I've seen much more dark skies, than blue.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that I could win.
Now I wonder.
There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.
Now I wonder.
I keep on searching for the old me, I keep on thinking I can change.
I keep on hoping for a new day, will I ever feel the same?
Now I wonder.
Oh I wonder.
Now I wonder.
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Lenka- Bring me down
So, here we are again
Staring at the end of what we made and who we are
Never knowing when
One of us will break apart and walk the other way love
I don't know what to say love
I don't know how to stay when you won't
Let me be the person I am
The writing's on the wall
There's nothing to say anymore
So I'll leave before I fall apart right back into your arms
The writing's on the wall
You gave nothing and I gave it all
But I want something better
And I won't let this burden bring me down
What are we to do
What are we to say to one another now we're through
Thanks for being you
Thanks for being all the things I had to say goodbye to
I'm over being lied to
I'm over being pushed into the
Person that you want me to become
The writing's on the wall
There's nothing to say anymore
So I'll leave before I fall apart right back into your arms
The writing's on the wall
You gave nothing and I gave it all
But I want something better
And I won't let this burden bring me down
Where did we go wrong
We let it go so long
But now there's no point turning back
Let's face the facts
The writing's on the wall
Idk y I am writing in this. I'm on the itouch laying in bed. Alone. Thought seriously about reading my book. Evev attempted it. I can't concentrate tho. I would cry but that's all I've done this last weekcand a half and I'm just too exhausted. In the meantime, I don't know what to do instead. All I can do is think about the need to cry and reject it... Or write about it. Both aren't very satisfying. I'm extremely hungry to top it off. I wish I had someone to talk to. Not just anyone. Someone who really cares. Idk what to do.
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