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Will it?
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Will it ever be the same?
When I lie in bed at night - holding on to dreams
Waiting for the morning - the wake of lost love
Burning through the dark of night, failing in the sun
If my heart were to stop would it be so grim?
Or would I get to dream again? Hold on to what's within
Music becomes a sickly vice,
The words of reason a sin to song,
A searing emotion to tell us all,
Will it ever cease? The flow of my destruction
Echoes through my life without another to hear,
My time is growing shorter, with every lost day
The time we had I cherished, the man I cherished more
The life I always wanted - never again at my door
So there I lie, a shell of what I was
To give it all is love, to lose it all is hell
Would I change the past? No.
Will the future hold more? Maybe so
But will it be the same? To watch T.V. with them
To lie in bed and have a smoke knowing I gave it all to him
Nothing left to give - noone else can give it back
If I let another be close,
They'd give me all they have to give - a foolish way to drag me in
A cold man who can't give it back
So yes I am empty - a vessel without a soul
Filled with darkness and nothing left but I don't care anymore
I want to live a dream noone else can touch
To fall asleep and never wake, never feel the human touch
To let them in would be so cruel and only I would be to blame,
Because loving them and loving you, it could never be the same.
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Will it ever be the same?
When I lie in bed at night - holding on to dreams
Waiting for the morning - the wake of lost love
Burning through the dark of night, failing in the sun
If my heart were to stop would it be so grim?
Or would I get to dream again? Hold on to what's within
Music becomes a sickly vice,
The words of reason a sin to song,
A searing emotion to tell us all,
Will it ever cease? The flow of my destruction
Echoes through my life without another to hear,
My time is growing shorter, with every lost day
The time we had I cherished, the man I cherished more
The life I always wanted - never again at my door
So there I lie, a shell of what I was
To give it all is love, to lose it all is hell
Would I change the past? No.
Will the future hold more? Maybe so
But will it be the same? To watch T.V. with them
To lie in bed and have a smoke knowing I gave it all to him
Nothing left to give - noone else can give it back
If I let another be close,
They'd give me all they have to give - a foolish way to drag me in
A cold man who can't give it back
So yes I am empty - a vessel without a soul
Filled with darkness and nothing left but I don't care anymore
I want to live a dream noone else can touch
To fall asleep and never wake, never feel the human touch
To let them in would be so cruel and only I would be to blame,
Because loving them and loving you, it could never be the same.
Ta fozz, I've put it there now. I justh ope the people who read it here will still comment on it in there heh:S Been a while since I've been on here. Didn't even know there was a creative writing section now.
put it in the creative writing section
Will it?
------------
Will it ever be the same?
When I lie in bed at night - holding on to dreams
Waiting for the morning - the wake of lost love
Burning through the dark of night, failing in the sun
If my heart were to stop would it be so grim?
Or would I get to dream again? Hold on to what's within
Music becomes a sickly vice,
The words of reason a sin to song,
A searing emotion to tell us all,
Will it ever cease? The flow of my destruction
Echoes through my life without another to hear,
My time is growing shorter, with every lost day
The time we had I cherished, the man I cherished more
The life I always wanted - never again at my door
So there I lie, a shell of what I was
To give it all is love, to lose it all is hell
Would I change the past? No.
Will the future hold more? Maybe so
But will it be the same? To watch T.V. with them
To lie in bed and have a smoke knowing I gave it all to him
Nothing left to give - noone else can give it back
If I let another be close,
They'd give me all they have to give - a foolish way to drag me in
A cold man who can't give it back
So yes I am empty - a vessel without a soul
Filled with darkness and nothing left but I don't care anymore
I want to live a dream noone else can touch
To fall asleep and never wake, never feel the human touch
To let them in would be so cruel and only I would be to blame,
Because loving them and loving you, it could never be the same.
------------
Will it ever be the same?
When I lie in bed at night - holding on to dreams
Waiting for the morning - the wake of lost love
Burning through the dark of night, failing in the sun
If my heart were to stop would it be so grim?
Or would I get to dream again? Hold on to what's within
Music becomes a sickly vice,
The words of reason a sin to song,
A searing emotion to tell us all,
Will it ever cease? The flow of my destruction
Echoes through my life without another to hear,
My time is growing shorter, with every lost day
The time we had I cherished, the man I cherished more
The life I always wanted - never again at my door
So there I lie, a shell of what I was
To give it all is love, to lose it all is hell
Would I change the past? No.
Will the future hold more? Maybe so
But will it be the same? To watch T.V. with them
To lie in bed and have a smoke knowing I gave it all to him
Nothing left to give - noone else can give it back
If I let another be close,
They'd give me all they have to give - a foolish way to drag me in
A cold man who can't give it back
So yes I am empty - a vessel without a soul
Filled with darkness and nothing left but I don't care anymore
I want to live a dream noone else can touch
To fall asleep and never wake, never feel the human touch
To let them in would be so cruel and only I would be to blame,
Because loving them and loving you, it could never be the same.