1.09.2010


W.L.


BSO.
I love the feeling when we lift up
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings?
If we suddenly fall should I scream out?
Or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth as I'm crying
So frightened of dying, relax, yes, I'm trying
But fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me

I love the quiet of the night time
When the sun is drowned in a deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speed from
The sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which route we take?
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake and when I see a new day
Who's driving this anyway? I picture my own grave
'cause fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me

Floating neither up or down
I wonder when I'll hit the ground
Well, the earth beneath my body shake
And cast your sleeping hearts awake
Could it tremble stars from moonlit skies?
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes?
I live on the right side, I sleep in the left
That's why everything has got to be love or death

Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me








WOW.





Enjoy!

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1 comentario:

  1. ay, ay, ay.. cuantas entradas sin leer...esto de estar incomunicada... bueno, asi mejor, toda una sorpresa llegar y tener tanto para escuchar!!!me gusta este nuevo descubrimiento!!! :D

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