Everything, to make you stay
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin' so much to say
And watchin' you walk away
I know if I could do it all over
I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
I tried to bee enough, a reason big enough for you to stay... I can say I did what I could and what was in my power to do. But how ever I turn the words around, it wasn´t enough. Becuse you arn´t here and I can´t make you come back. I wanted to be your reson to happiness and your reson to live your life, I tried my very best, but if it would make youre chouse different, I could have done more. Everything, to make you stay.
Was being so close
And havin' so much to say
And watchin' you walk away
I know if I could do it all over
I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
I tried to bee enough, a reason big enough for you to stay... I can say I did what I could and what was in my power to do. But how ever I turn the words around, it wasn´t enough. Becuse you arn´t here and I can´t make you come back. I wanted to be your reson to happiness and your reson to live your life, I tried my very best, but if it would make youre chouse different, I could have done more. Everything, to make you stay.
Word of today
It´s so hard to talk about it.
Sure, I notice sometimes that someone friendly puts an arm above my shoulders,
but I turn and leave.
The friendly quastions from their eyes, about how I feel, I don´t answer.
It´s hard to babble along in the daily conversations
And the serious ones, I can´t handle
I am quiet
The pain is bigger then I can carry.
Let me cry, one last time, Lord.
Sure, I notice sometimes that someone friendly puts an arm above my shoulders,
but I turn and leave.
The friendly quastions from their eyes, about how I feel, I don´t answer.
It´s hard to babble along in the daily conversations
And the serious ones, I can´t handle
I am quiet
The pain is bigger then I can carry.
Let me cry, one last time, Lord.
Tell him?
If that guy's got into your blood
Go out and get him
Here's the thing to do
Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now
Comparing two different things
I don´t know if it´s good luck or bad luck... Even if these two things goes under the same category, they are very different to eatch other. It´s impossible to compare them. Even if they are called the same in words, they are so different in feelings! I can´t explain them in words, I just go after my feelings. Even if I don´t really want to, I often compaire them... But I really don´t want to admit that, because that just makes me feel bad. I love them both, even if it´s hard sometimes ...
