You stole my soul,
Making a widespread assumption...
So..there's this girl....
that I cannot avoid...
As I sit here in this quiet room,
The silence it just kills me...
Those moments when we feel
word's fade leaving no trace...
Will you remember me
when I'm gone...
I Know that theres no really poetry quality to...
I am Mama's baby
her best one...
....and, that's where I found you
asleep on the garden swing...
Isn't it funny,
How it doesn't make a sound...
I'm laughing, are you serious?
You don't have the conviction to be with us...
The world, the world, the world..
what makes the world go 'round...
They come bearing gifts,
flowers, wreaths...