i found this hiding out on my computer......
She Wont .......
Him feeling without it is unattainable
It's all the little boy can do
To run and hide and hope that the sun is returned to him tomorrow
There is no control and there is little hope left now
This has been going on for an eternity
It's all there really is.
Reality is lost for the cause
He slowly turns numb
Why can't the little boy know?
Why can't he see beyond the sand dunes ahead?
She wont let it him
He walks hand in hand but yet he is blind
Blinded by the tight grasp of the unknowing, unseeing truth seeker
Oh so lost this little boy
When does this come to a head?
When is the right time to wave the white flag
To throw his pale arms skyward and scream at the heavens
Will he ever see the truth
She wont let him
The purpose served was never truly real
Just a little boy on a journey with a little girl though the sand
This is what she knows best.
He feels the trust in her grip
He slowly turns cold
Her lead is strong and unwavering
Little do they know that neither will return from the dunes this day
They trudge through together
They smile
It's not real
She wont let it be
Nothing is real from here
When it's all over they grasp hands again
Time has not passed them by
They return from the dunes unknowing
They will never be the same
She wont let it
She Wont .......
Him feeling without it is unattainable
It's all the little boy can do
To run and hide and hope that the sun is returned to him tomorrow
There is no control and there is little hope left now
This has been going on for an eternity
It's all there really is.
Reality is lost for the cause
He slowly turns numb
Why can't the little boy know?
Why can't he see beyond the sand dunes ahead?
She wont let it him
He walks hand in hand but yet he is blind
Blinded by the tight grasp of the unknowing, unseeing truth seeker
Oh so lost this little boy
When does this come to a head?
When is the right time to wave the white flag
To throw his pale arms skyward and scream at the heavens
Will he ever see the truth
She wont let him
The purpose served was never truly real
Just a little boy on a journey with a little girl though the sand
This is what she knows best.
He feels the trust in her grip
He slowly turns cold
Her lead is strong and unwavering
Little do they know that neither will return from the dunes this day
They trudge through together
They smile
It's not real
She wont let it be
Nothing is real from here
When it's all over they grasp hands again
Time has not passed them by
They return from the dunes unknowing
They will never be the same
She wont let it
palo:
You're right. I upped it to $5. High-class!
palo:
I'd keep it at 5 just to maintain my reputation as a cheap date.