IN the morning I took this pill
Oh, my dear,
it was so sweet.
Let me tell you about such dream.
Come, sit, enjoy the trip.
So I remembered this time
when she and me walked by.
When we held hands down my street.
What a bitter, lovin’ memory.
When we sang, lost in the trees.
When she swore her soul to me.
How many hours have gone?
She whispers, “Goodbye, my love"
And then my mind went back
to those my old, missed pals.
Even before I awake
dear God, let me speak to them.
Let me tell them what I see.
Give me words to explain them how I feel.
Cuz I travel in the sands of time.
I just want to live before I die.
Confused in a time that wasn’t meant to be.
I don’t understand the gift.
Happiness that it takes back, sometimes it gives.
This love is fading away
bringing back that old pain again.
Time cant give me what I need.
So let this rhyme be the famous last words of this trip.
por: Johan B.
por: Johan B.
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