With mist on the other side,
Does not really help.
I need my eyes
As soon as I wake up
The soul, I may
Or may not need.
I love the idea
Of being here
You, I might take or leave.
I could sit on a cloud
And make it my ride
If it weren't the way it was,
I'd treat me to apple crumble pie.
And if it hurts to say hello,
Let's start with a goodbye.
And if it hurts to say hello,
Let's start with a goodbye.
2 comments:
why not start the day on an 'if' rather..why not sit on a rainbow and write an ode..why not just love the mist with open mind and dewy eyes..its like loving the present and d morrow..without thinking!!!!! kamaal...
Because such days have exceeded the number of days yet to come. And I'mm a student of probability. --/_(-.-)_\--
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