Its all there,
the voices in my head...
If I could see you..
I'd tell you I hate you...
Shimmering on the brows of a new dawn,
.blends of yesterday .......and tomorrow...
Yeah, I'm talking to you!
Do you even know who I am...
Nighttime in San Miguel is teeming and rich
and swirling with twilight. The sun fades...
It is impossible to truly hate someone without...
We were in a contest to see who could care less...
Out of my mind
has come many a thing...
The warmth of this room
As the breeze so cozily...
You used to tell me
my words were sweeter...
My thoughts are full
But my pen is empty...
Grabbing pen and paper,
I wrote a letter to you...
Its hard to run away
from the dark ole cloud...