Sometimes i cant place my emotions.
cant figure out exactly what I'm feeling...
There is always two sides
To every street...
If your mother slapped you when you first lied,
you wouldnt pretend to this extent now...
Outside October perches its little feet
upon summer's fading scenery...
Gliding on smooth ice
Swirling and jumps in the air...
If I could be the book on your shelf
I would see you everyday...
1 2 3 4 5
Counting the steps I take...
So much to do under the sun
So little time to get it all done...
I am that subtle breeze you choose to forsake,
I wisp around you on a hot day...
At night I lay snuggled in my bed
Ambitions growling, still unfed...
For Kyo
By Yuna...
So let us talk
About that time...