viernes, julio 06, 2007

In too deep.

This place was never the same again after you came and went.
How can you say you meant anything different to anyone standing alone on the street with a cigarette on the first night we met.
Look to the past and remember and smile.
And maybe tonight I can breathe for a while.
I'm not in the scene.
I think I'm fallin' asleep
But then all that it means is I'll always be dreaming of you.